| Operator could you help me place this call. |
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See the number on the matchbook is old and faded. |
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She's living in L.A., with my best old ex-friend ray. |
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A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated. |
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Isn't that the way they say it goes. |
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and give me the number if you can find it, |
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just to tell them I'm fine and to show, |
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I'm overcome With glow(?) |
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I only wish my words could convince myself |
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that it just wasn't real. But that's not the way it feels. |
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Operator could you help me place this call. I can't read the number that you |
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just gave me. There's something in my eyes, you know it happens everytime I |
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think about a love that I thought would save me. |
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Operator, you can forget about this call. There's no one there I really |
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wanted to talk to. Thank you for your time, you've been so much more than |
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kind, but you can keep the dime. |
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