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.