Verse 1 Wires humming softly but the night is still, A thousand voices buzzing, none of them feel real. Talking in circles through these glowing little panes, Crowded streets of strangers, but no one knows my name. Pre‑Chorus I’m waiting for a signal that isn’t automated, Some spark in all this neon that says I’m not isolated. Chorus I’m tuning in, tuning in for a human frequency, Searching through the static for someone who can hear me. All this communication, but I’m stranded in the blue — A world wired together with no one to talk to. Verse 2 Screens glow like lanterns in a world that’s lost its fire, Every conversation fading out before it can inspire. I’m typing out confessions that I’ll probably never send, Hoping that connection doesn’t vanish in the end. Pre‑Chorus 2 I’m reaching through the silence for something unconstricted, A heartbeat in the distance that isn’t mass‑produced or scripted. Chorus 2 I’m dialing out, dialing out on a fragile frequency, Trying to find a moment where someone feels some empathy. All these open channels, but I’m drifting without proof — That I even exist outside my own uncaptured truth. Verse 3 I walk through crowded places where the air is full of noise, But every face is guarded like they’re scared to use their voice. I’m craving something simple — just a look that lingers true, A reminder in the chaos that we’re all just passing through. Pre‑Chorus 3 I’m searching for a presence that doesn’t fade to vapor, A soul behind the shadows, with a light that doesn’t waver. Chorus 3 I’m calling out, calling out on a trembling frequency, Hoping for a signal that was meant for more than screens. All this wired existence, but I’m aching for something new — In a world full of people who feel lonely too. Bridge Maybe we’re all wandering with our hearts on airplane mode, Afraid to let the real parts show, afraid to share the load. But if you hear me somehow through the static and the spin, Turn your quiet toward my quiet — let the light come in. Outro So if your voice is flickering somewhere in this endless night, Send a spark across the distance, let it cut through all the white. Maybe we’re not strangers, maybe we’re just out of tune — And need to give each other comfort and a little bit of room.