text: Operator, number, please
  Its been so many years
  And shell 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
  Dont worry about the cost
  Its been 40 years or more
  Now, Martha, please recall
  And meet me out for coffee
  Where well 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 tomorrows
  As we packed away our sorrows
  And we saved it for a rainy day
  And I feel so much older now
  And youre much older, too
  Oh, hows the husband and hows the kids
  You know that I got married, too
  Oh lucky that you found someone
  To make you feel secure
  Oh, cause 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
  And there was no tomorrows
  As we packed away our sorrows
  And we saved it for a rainy day
  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
  Cant you see
  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 tomorrows
  As we packed away our sorrows
  And we saved it for a rainy day
  And I remember quiet evenings, trembling close to you