The Low Hum - Moby

Here I am alone, this empty room
No sun is living here
I hear the muffled conversation
Of the neighbor, through the wall

A strand of light hangs on the window
But I can't help myself
I'm in love with this isolation

The city shimmers, our life the low hum
And all that glitters may be gone
And the sun walks in the sky light
In the spaces, when it starts

Raining in and slowly the low hum
A low hum

Like a tourist in some strange hotel
No time for worrying,
My little safety, so I will live

Here I am, alone, this empty room
No sun is living here
I'll be making conversation
In the spaces ?

A strand of light hangs on the window
And I can't help myself
I'm in love with this isolation