Lady lay down
It’s evening again
A rusted bus come to California
To leave it again
Four years have afforded me
A roof and tires to ride on
To roll down these dusty roads
I’ve made my home
A soul sittin’ on an old marquee in neon
A heart skippin’ for the beat that keeps me movin’ on
Singin', we are Westfalia
It’s the feeling we’re following
It’s the rush with the windows down
Cool water, winding around us
Twisting vistas to far off towns
In the distance we all just settle down
But now we’re heading out Westfalia
The slow lane on the highway
Just fifty five
But the fast track to freedom’s firing overdrive
Cut off and let’s kill those headlights
Take off and get lost in the moonlight
Nowhere else I’d rather be than where we are now
A soul sittin’ on an old marquee in neon
A heart skippin’ for the beat that keeps me movin’ on
Singin', we are Westfalia
It’s the feeling we’re following
It’s the rush with the windows down
Cool water winding around us
Twisting vistas to far off towns
In the distance we all just settle down
But now we’re heading out Westfalia
Singin', we are Westfalia
It’s the feeling we’re following
It’s the rush with the windows down
Cool water, winding around us
Twisting vistas to far off towns
In the distance we all just settle down
But now we’re heading out Westfalia
