'Twould be a wildish destiny
If we, who thus together roam
In a strange land and far from home
Were in this place the guests of chance
Yet who would stop or fear to advance
Though home or shelter he had none
With such a sky to lead him on
What, you are stepping westward
Yeahh
You are stepping westward
You are stepping westward
Yeahh
You are stepping westward
The dewy ground was dark and cold
Behind, all gloomy to behold
And stepping westward seemed to be
A kind of heavenly destiny
I liked the greeting, 'twas a sound
Of something without place or bound
And seemed to give me spiritual right
To travel through that region bright
What, you are stepping westward
Yeahh
You are stepping westward
You are stepping westward
Yeahh
You are stepping westward
The voice was soft and she who spake
Was walking by her native lake
The salutation had to me
The very sound of courtesy
Its power was felt and while my eye
Was fixed upon the glowing Sky
The echo of the voice enwrought
A human sweetness with the thought, with the thought
Of travelling through the world that lay
Before me in my endless way
Of travelling through the world that lay
Before me in my endless way
What, you are stepping westward
What, you are stepping westward
What, you are stepping westward
Yeahh
You are stepping westward
You are stepping westward
Yeahh
You are stepping westward
