rover

• bir jethro tull şarkısı.
  
  i chase your every footstep
  and i follow every whim.
  when you call the tune i'm ready
  to strike up the battle hymn.
  my lady of the meadows
  my comber of the beach
  you've thrown the stick for your dog's trick
  but it's floating out of reach.
  the long road is a rainbow and the pot of gold lies there.
  so slip the chain and i'm off again
  you'll find me everywhere. i'm a rover.
  
  as the robin craves the summer
  to hide his smock of red,
  i need the pillow of your hair
  in which to hide my head.
  i'm simple in my sadness,
  resourceful in remorse.
  then i'm down straining at the lead
  holding on a windward course.
  
  strip me from the bundle
  of balloons at every fair:
  colourful and carefree
  designed to make you stare.
  but i'm lost and i'm losing
  the thread that holds me down.
  and i'm up hot and rising
  in the lights of every town.