Rolling Home کے بول

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