Boatman calls from the lake   A lone loon dives upon the water   I put my hand over her   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      Every breath that I breathe   And every place I go   There is a hand that protects me   And I do love her so      There always be suffering   It flows through life like water   I put my hand over her   Down in the lime tree arbour      The boatman he has gone   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   Well, there is a hand that protects me   And I do love her so