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