Rolling Home

Rolling home

Sun's around my shoulders

Rolling home

I feel it getting colder

In my ear I hear the birds cry

Cry into the land

While beneath my feet the ship flies

Flies into the sand.

Rolling home

Rolling home

Thoughts returning

Thoughts of what I told her

Thoughts returning

Thoughts as I get older.

In my mind I hear her crying

Crying in the wind

In my mind I hear her crying

Her tears, they wheel and spin

Rolling home

I'm rolling home.

Golden dawns

Are shining all around me

Golden dawns

That really think they've found me

And I know I will be happy

And laugh behind the song

And I know I will be happy

When she and I are one

Rolling home

I'm rolling home.