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 surpriseMy silhouette is changing
As I'm aging by your window
And I focus on a light by your faceCall me, the operator
Making comments, "He's so technical"
Or I've absolutely nothing to doRecycle all my photographs
I'll leave a picture of the queen
And no one has to know I was thereMe, I'm so ashamed
You're all connected to my number
And the conversation's only politeI'll wear my old gray 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
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