In this fair land I'll stay no more
here labor is in vain
I'll seek the mountains far away 
and leave the fertile plain
Where waves of grass and oceans roam
into infinity
I stand ready by the shore
to cross the inland sea.
I am going to the west 
you say you will not go with me
you turn your eyes away 
you say you will not follow me 
no matter what I say
I am going to the west 
I am going to the west
I will journey to the place 
that was shaped by heaven's hand
I will build for me a bow 
where angel's footprints mark the land
where castle rocks and towers high 
kneel to valleys wide and green
all my thoughts are turned to you
my waking hope, my sleeping dream
I am going to the west 
you say you will not go with me
you turn your eyes away 
you say you will not follow me 
no matter what I say
I am going to the west 
I am going to the west
And when sun gives way to moon 
and silver starlight fills the sky 
in the arms of these last hills 
is where I'm bound to lie
wind my blanket earth my bed
my canopy a tree
willows by the riverside 
will whisper me to sleep
I am going to the west 
you say you will not go with me
you turn your eyes away 
you say you will not follow me 
no matter what I say
I am going to the west 
I am going to the west