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.