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.