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
And those were days of roses, of poetry and prose
And, Martha, all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrow, we packed away all our sorrows
And we saved 'em 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 I got married, too
Guess that our bein' together was never meant to be
But, Martha, Martha, I love you, can't you see and
And those were days of roses, of poetry and prose
And, Martha, all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrow, we packed away all our sorrows
And we saved 'em for a rainy day
Those were days of roses, of poetry and prose
And, Martha, all I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrow, we packed away all our sorrows
And we saved 'em for a rainy day
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