Answer:
I walked and walked and at last I got it. I didn't want it. So I stopped and looked for it. When I found it, I threw it away.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
Be sure to shout for its answers are weak, but there is no language it cannot speak.
When it comes in, From sea to shore, Twenty paces you'll see, No less, no more.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?