Uploaded November 2022 | Updated September 2026, 43 minutes ago

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Operator, number please...it's been so many years
She'll remember my old voice...while I fight the tears
Hello, hello there, is this Martha? This is old Tom Frost
I am calling long-distance...don't worry 'bout the cost
'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall
Meet me out for coffee...where we'll talk about it all, and

Those were days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day

I feel so much older now...you're much older too
How's the husband? How's your kids?
You know that 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, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day

And I was always so impulsive...I guess that I still am
All that really mattered then...was that I was a man
I guess that our bein' together was never meant to be
Martha?...Martha?...I love you, can't you see?

And

Those were days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day

And I remember quiet evenings...trembling close to you