The cobblestone and quiet crooked roads
A traveler's soles can only dream to roam
As darkness falls the town begins to crawl
The ruins burn with red in evening glow
And I'm told, it's time to go
A life awaits, me down the road
I wander home
But my mind returns to Heidelberg
The locals bleed with black and white and green
The Lowenbrau begins to fill our lungs
Vagrant lives until the day we find
The butterfly, the wolf, the stallion
And I'm told, it's time to go
A life awaits, me down the road
I wander home
But my mind returns to Heidelberg