Operator, number Please Its been so many years Will she remember ma ol voice While I fight the tears Hello, hello there is this Martha? This is ol Tom Frost I am calling long distance Dont worry bout the cost Its been forty years or more now Martha please recall And meet me out for coffee Where wèll talk about it all And those were days of roses Of poetry and prose And Martha all I had was you And all you had was me There were no tomorrows We packed away our sorrows And we saved em for a rainy day I feel so much older now Yoùre much older too Hows the husband, hows the kids You know I got married too Lucky that you found someone To make you feel secure We were all so young and foolish Now we are mature And those were days of roses Of poetry and prose And Martha all I had was you And all you had was me There were no tomorrows We packed away your sorrows And we saved em for a rainy day I was really so impulsive Guess that I still am But all that really mattered then Was that I was a man I guess that our bein together Was never meant to be But Martha, Martha I love you cant you see And those were days of roses Of poetry and prose And Martha all I had was you And all you had was me There were no tomorrows We packed away your sorrows And we saved em for a rainy day And I remember quiet evenings Trembling close to you
Posted on: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 20:10:44 +0000
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