And He talked of trails He'd walked up
Far above the timberline
From that night on, I knew I'd write songs
With my Lord Jesus on my mind
There's a new moon on the 14th
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
In His world's heart or in mine
There are nights I only feel right
With my Lord Jesus on my mind
When the frost shows on the windows
And the wood stove smokes and glows
As the fire grows, He will warm my soul
Watching rainbows in the cove
And we'll talk of trails we've walked up
Far above the timberline
There are nights I only feel right
With my Lord Jesus on my mind