little johanna girl of my prairie   help me fill this house with living words   further up an' further in   let 'em fly from our lips   just like birds   just like birds      all that dark woods from pakistan   the glory the glory lodged inside   strive to enter the narrow gate child   to the fountain that flows deep an' wide      he will never leave you   my much afraid   he waits patient   in our prayers unprayed      now stay close to me   in an' amongst the trees   i'll carry your shoes child   you run an' play beneath the eaves      our faith will come by the hearin'   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