you know the faces,
you know the places,
you know the places where the faces fit

you always wanted,
to never say it,
and now you wonder, well is this it?

you're always screaming, dreaming
strange without you
without you

you know the numbers,
you dream and 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?

you're always screaming, dreaming
strange without you
without you

strange without you
strange without you
strange without you
strange without you

without you

strange without you
strange without you
strange without you
strange without you

without you