I was looking for you, still am it's true

Could be here or there, or else anywhere

A jumble of words, like the wings of birds

And I know you're looking for me.

The Shadows stop me, halt me from reaching thee

The Soldiers sit there, wait for a bit there

And I know you're looking for me.

Defenders wait, with Wyverns as bait

And I know you're looking for me.