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 without you