I saw your face in photographs, heard your voice on my stereo.
But I'll never know how you talked or how you laughed.
In my daydreams I play and sing your songs.
Even though we never met, I felt I knew you all along.
Now you're gone, but I still got these songs
on a burned cd and ex-lover gave me.
Now you're gone, but I still got these songs.
And now I play them twice as loud.
You had me from the start but it makes no difference now,
yeah you'll never know.
But I swear I'd have never let you slip away.