Operator

This is something that i wrote a while back it`s kinda personal

Standing here by the telephone
I wish the God I wasn`t so  alone
I don`t live around here , so it`s gonna be long distance
Please talk to me operator , I need your assistance

Please don`t hang up , or put me on hold
I`m at a phone booth somewhere , and it`s starting to get cold
I`m a long way from homr , both family and friends
I`ve got a lonesome feeling , it`s the kind that never ends

My family was never  close , thats why I`m on the road
I`ve hid alot of love from them , and I think it`s about time it showed
For I`ve been on the road , a very long time
I just want to go home , be with my family and dine

I`ve got alot to say , and yes it`s well rehearsed
I have no money operator , the charges are reversed
I`ve spent my last quarter , so i must call collect
So I`m begging operator , please hook me up direct

Thre , four , five rings , she says " sorry sir theres no one home "
A tear filled my eyes , and then i dropped the phone
I picked the phone back up , and said " I`m very sorry there miss "
Never held a phone so tight , firmly in my fist

She said " I`m sorry that you never had gotten through
I just wish i could help you , when your feeling blue "
I said " Thank you operator , for your help and your concern
I`ll hit the road again , not knowing which way to turn "

I looked down the road , then east and west
Should I hit the highway ? , just want to do whats best
"Thank you operator , and i quietly hung up the phone
And found myself in a phonebooth , once again all alone

                               greg / some time ago