You know the faces, you know the places,

You know places where the faces fit



You always wanted, to never say it,

and now you wonder, well is this it?



I'm always screaming, dreaming

Strange without you, without you



You know the numbers, you dream in slumber,

You've got the faces and the photographs



You always want it, but never say it,

and now you wonder, well what do I have?



I'm always screaming, dreaming

strange without, without you



without you

strange without you

strange without you

without you

without you



strange without you

strange without you

strange without you

strange without you