Right On Track

No need to follow stars, no need to chase the moon;

No need to slow or hurry, on course to get there soon.

A place where all is well, a place where all is fine;

A place that’s close to God, peaceful and divine.

Settle back, right on track, in God’s hands, every day.

Settle back, right on track, in God’s hands you’ll always stay.

No need for map or compass, no need to travel far;

No need to change direction, on course right where you are.

A place where all is well, a place where all is fine;

A place that’s close to God, peaceful and divine.

Settle back, right on track, in God’s hands, worry free.

Settle back, right on track, in God’s hands you’ll always be.

- Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2012

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