Lyrics:

Little Johanna, girl of my prairie
Help me fill this house with living words
Further up and further in
Let 'em fly from our lips just like birds
Just like birds

All the dark woods from Pakistan
The glory, the glory lodged inside
Strive to enter the narrow gate, child
Into the fountain that flows deep and wide

He will never leave you
My much-afraid
He waits patient
In our prayers unprayed

Now stay close to me
In and amongst the trees
I'll carry your shoes, child
You run and play beneath the eaves
Our faith will come by the hearing
A whisper in the leaves
Listen, Johanna, hear his voice
In the drone of the bees

He will never leave you
My much-afraid
He waits patient
In our prayers unprayed