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.