[ Featuring Mali Obomsawin ]
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
My own mother discloses
And she walks
And she talks with me
She tells me I am her heart
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
She speaks and the sound of her voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody that she gave to me
Within my heart is ringing
I stay in the garden with her
Though the night around me be falling
But she bids me go in a voice so low
Yet still I hear her calling"
