Easily fixed:

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 I knew I'd write songs
Of Carolina in the Pines

There's a new moon on the fourteenth
First quarter the 21st
And a full moon in the last week
That brings a fullness to this earth
There's no guesswork in the clockwork
Of the worlds heart or mine
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines

As the frost shows on the windows
And the wood stove smokes and blows
As the fire grows we can warm our souls
Watching rainbows in the coals
And we'll talk of trails we walked up
Far above the timberline
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines
^^