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