Answer:
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood, stone as skin long I stood. What am I?
I am clean when Iām black dirty when Iām white.
By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet, if there's no light around, I am undone. What am I?
I am a nut with a hole
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?