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...