Do You Need the Service?

Do you need the service?

Do you need to call me daily?

Do you have reasons for calling at all?

Is something on your mind?

Is something wrong? I get the feeling

That you're laughing at my quiet surprise

My silhouette is changing

As i'm aging by your window

And I focus on a light by your face

Call me 'the operator'

Making comments "he's so technical"

Or "I've absolutely nothing to do"

Recycle all my photographs

I'll leave a picture of the queen

And no one has to know I was there

Me, I'm so ashamed

You're all connected to my number

And the conversation's only polite

I'll wear my old grey raincoat

Just in case you're 'confidential'

Make up stories like "the screen fades away"

Today it's in a taxi

By the station, and it's raining

And I wonder how they all made it before