Lyrics:

The boatman calls from the lake
A lone loon dives upon the water
I put my hand on hers
Down in the lime-tree arbour

The wind in the trees is whispering
Whispering low that I love her
She puts her hand over mine
Down in the lime-tree arbour

Through every breath that I breathe
And every place I go
There is a hand that prootects me
And I do love her so

There will always be suffering
It flows through life like water
I put my hand over hers
Down in the lime-tree arbour

The boatman he has gone
And the loons have flown for cover
She puts her hand over mine
Down in the lime-tree arbour

Through every word that I speak
And every thing I know
There is a hand that protects me
And I do love her so