While I trudge North, you rest South I flash toothy grin, but with no mouth You bark and weep, as I sing and dance And count the years that have gone past What am I? What are you?
My first will cover you all night long My second might be your favourite song My whole ensures the notes aren't made wrong
What am I?
You hear me calling to you, beckoning with my shrill voice; My keys will connect you to the place of your choice. What am I?
