Operator, number please
It`s been so many years
And she`ll remember my old voice
While I fight the tears
Hello, hello there, is this Martha?
This is old Tom Frost
And I am calling long distance
Don`t worry about the cost
It`s been 40 years or more
Now Martha please recall
And 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
And there was no tomorrow`s as we packed away our sorrows
And we saved it for a rainy day
And I feel so much older now
And you`re much older too
Oh how`s the husband and how`s the kids?
You know that I got married too?
Oh lucky that ya found someone
To make you feel secure
Oh `cause we were all so young and foolish
Now we are mature
And I was always so impulsive
I guess that I still am
But all that really mattered then
Was that I was a man
I guess that our being together
Was never meant to be
Oh, but Martha. Oh Martha, I love you, can`t you see...
And I remember quiet evenings, trembling close to you...
Toegevoegd door walter op za 02 feb, 2008 12:28 pm