Doe, a deer, a female deer, Red, a drop of golden sun,
Bee, a name I call myself, Fawn, along the way to run.
So, I need a golden thread
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
Do, a deer, a female deer
I drink the jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
With songs they have sung
My heart wants to sing every song in it
That rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime
That flies from a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook as it trips and
falls over stones on its way
To sing through the night
like the Lord who is learning to
all the love you can give
Till you find your dream.