In this poignant ballad, Jim Croce articulates the emotional turmoil of a man attempting to reconcile with the loss of a romantic relationship through a telephone conversation. The operator symbolizes an intermediary, facilitating his effort to connect with a past love now living with his former friend. As he requests assistance, his dialogue reveals layers of denial and unresolved grief. The repeated refrain, "Isn't that the way they say it goes," reflects societal expectations about moving on from heartbreak, contrasting sharply with his personal struggle for closure. Ultimately, he decides against making the call, indicating a step towards acceptance even as he acknowledges the lingering pain. This narrative captures the universal challenge of letting go and the complex interplay between social norms and individual emotional experiences in the process of healing.
Operator
Lyrics
Operator, well could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's living 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? Well, 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, well could you help me place this call?
Well, 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 a love that I thought would save me
Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, 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, well let's forget about this call
There's no one there I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time, ah, you've been so much more than kind
And you can keep the dime
Isn't that the way they say it goes? Well, 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
Writer(s): Jim Croce
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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