I've walked the planes
crossed the vales
all in my search for you
sailed the oceans
flew the skies
and still looked out for you
i found you near some lucky lake
and i know you knew
you looked into my eyes and said
"I've waited here for you
now you've come but i must go
i have my own path to walk through
you cannot join me in this quest
it's mine and mine alone
it helps me, looking at your face
a face I'll never call my own
you mustn't think you searched in vain
you must carry on
my plea of you is wish me well
even when i'm gone
don't think that I've deserted you
this happened for the best
if i had taken all you own
what would you have left?"
with these last words he turned away
i saw him since but once
on the shoulder of a mountain high,
walking towards the sun.
i wished him well
i wished him hell
i know not what became
of my young man who was my quest
all I've left is a name