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