Answer:
Better touch me before you proceed to second.
I am born in fear raised in truth and I come to my own in deed. When comes a time that I'm called forth I come to serve the cause of need.
I fly when I'm on and float coming off.
Without me everyone would lose their head.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music. What am I?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk