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