Carolina In The Pines

She came to me, said she knew me
 Said she'd known me a long time
 And she spoke of being in love
 With every mountain she had climbed
 And she talked of trails she'd walked up
 Far above the timberline
 From that night on I knew I'd write songs
 With Carolina in the pines
 There's a new moon on the fourteenth
 First Quarter the 21st
 And the full moon in the last week
 Brings a fullness to this earth
 There's no guesswork in the clockwork
 On the worlds part or mine
 There are nights I only feel right
 With Carolina in the pines
 When the frost shows on the windows
 And the wood stove smokes and glows
 As the fire grows we can warm our souls
 Watching rainbows in the cove
 And well talk of trails weve walked up
 Far above the timberline
 There are nights I only feel right
 With Carolina in the pines