Westbound is where my heart has always been.
Every time I turn around I always go back again.
Senses are renewed and my spirit brings forth.
Telling me to head west and the notice is short.
Before I get moving there is something I have to say.
Over and over again you always take my breath away.
Under the canyons and over the hills of my heart.
Now I know what I really need and that is a start.
Deliver me on a westbound train and ignite the spark.
The spark that was always in me waiting to be unfurled.
Red hues of a western sky take me to a different world.
Always looking before I jump not knowing where I go.
I made the right choice and this I do surely know.
Now I go westbound and into a new tomorrow.
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 1:20 PM UTC
Westbound is where my heart has always been.
Every time I turn around I always go back again.
Senses are renewed and my spirit brings forth.
Telling me to head west and the notice is short.
Before I get moving there is something I have to say.
Over and over again you always take my breath away.
Under the canyons and over the hills of my heart.
Now I know what I really need and that is a start.
Deliver me on a westbound train and ignite the spark.
The spark that was always in me waiting to be unfurled.
Red hues of a western sky take me to a different world.
Always looking before I jump not knowing where I go.
I made the right choice and this I do surely know.
Now I go westbound and into a new tomorrow.
