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
of the echoes of my own? Waiting by the stairs (Waiting I despair) Waiting, I despair (Waiting by the stairs) Waiting by the stairs (Waiting I despair) Waiting, I despair
