Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels) - Jim Croce

Operator

Oh, could you help me place this call?

You see the number on the matchbook

Is old and faded

She’s livin' in L. A

With my best old ex-friend Ray

A guy she said she knew well

And sometimes hated

Isn’t that the way they say it goes?

But let’s forget all that

And give me the number if you can find it

So I can call just to tell 'em

I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow

I’ve learned to take it well

I only wish my words could just convince myself

That it just wasn’t real

But that’s not the way it feels

Operator

Oh.

Could you help me place this call?

'Cause I can’t read the number

That you just gave me

There’s something in my eyes

You know it happens every time

I think about the love

That I thought would save me

Isn’t that the way they say it goes?

But let’s forget all that

And give me the number if you can find it

So I can call just to tell 'em

I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow

I’ve learned to take it well

I only wish my words could just convince myself

That it just wasn’t real

But that’s not the way it feels

No, no, no, no

That’s not the way it feels

Operator

Oh, let’s forget about this call

There’s no one there I really wanted to talk to

Thank you for your time

Oh, you’ve been so much more than kind

You can keep the dime

Isn’t that the way they say it goes?

But let’s forget all that

And give me the number if you can find it

So I can call just to tell 'em

I’m fine and to show I’ve overcome the blow

I’ve learned to take it well

I only wish my words could just convince myself

That it just wasn’t real

But that’s not the way it feels