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.