Operator, number please, it's been so many years She'll remember my old voice while I fight the tears It's been twenty years or more, now Martha please recall And meet me out for coffee where we'll talk about it all
Those were days of roses of poetry and prose Martha all I had was you and all you had was me There was no tomorrow We packed away our sorrows and saved them for a rainy day
I feel so much older now and you're much older too How's the husband and how's the kids? You know that I got married too Guess that our "being together" was never meant to be But, Martha, Martha, I love you, can't you see?
Those were days of roses of poetry and prose Martha all I had was you and all you had was me There was no tomorrow We packed away our sorrows and saved them for a rainy day