Along the path where the stream is talking,

I breathe the mist and continue walking.

The wood it whispers in a language of it's own.

As a sigh escaped my lips,

I feel the light caress of fingertips that,

steal away the breath and leave me on my own.

Waiting by the stairs. (Waiting, I despair)

Waiting, I despair. (Waiting by the stairs)

My whole life is a dark room.

One, big, dark room.

Do I hear the hollow sound,

Footsteps resounding on this frozen ground,

Or the familiar disappointment of the echoes of
my own?

Waiting by the stairs. (Waiting i despair)

Waiting, I despair. (Waiting by the stairs)

[whispers:]

Somehow I ended up here in between,

Where there is always the comfort,

Of knowing I'll never be seen.

When I fall

When I fall

I wait for just one touch,

And I fall

Weightless,

Endless,

Faithless, I'll adore you.

A single touch, before I fade. Painless let me
pass through.

Weightless,

Endless,

Faithless, I'll adore you.

A single touch, before I fade. Painless let me
pass through.