Helpline Operator Lyrics - The The

I watch the sun go down on London Town 

I wait for the night voices to sound 

I smell the pain upon the breath of the lost and lonely 

I hear the thoughts that whisper in the hearts of all men 

I'm the helpline operator and I'll spare you the time 

I'm the intimate stranger, your problems will be mine 

Put your tongue into the mouthpiece 

And whisper in my ear 

Admit to me the things you can't admit to yourself 

Admit to me and no one else 

Everybody's looking for someone to tell them what they want to hear 

Everybody's looking for true love to help them feel what they cannot feel 

I'm the helpline operator, can you spare me the time 

I'm the intimate stranger, your problems will be mine 

I'm the helpline operator, helpline operator 

Helpline operator, helpline operator 

True love will come 

True love will come 

Helpline operator, helpline operator 

Helpline operator, helpline operator