Didn't really get what I wanted  Grasping for the next best thing  Touching her visage, my eyes still closed  Your face on the silver screen lids    There's no faith in this heart, I pretend  'cause it's too late to start, to end    Could've, should've stayed but I floated off  Into the unknown, the unbeaten path  Didn't really know what I wanted  But your face is on my silver screen lids    There's no faith...     There's no faith in this heart, why pretend?   'cause it's too late to start, to end