John Martyn - Rolling Home Lyrics

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