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 by the stairs, Waiting, by the...   (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 by the stairs, Waiting, by the stairs   Waiting by the stairs, Waiting, I despair   Waiting by the stairs, Waiting, by the stairs      For redeption, for election, for the times when i did say;    for the extacsy, for the champion day, whats the point of my fragility?      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.