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.
