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.