Westfalia - Andy Kong

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