Operator, number please
It's been so many years
Will she 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 'bout the cost
'Cause it's been 40 years or more
Now, Martha, please recall
Meet me out for coffee
Where we'll talk about it all
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
Martha, all I had was you, and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day
And I feel so much older now
And you're much older too
How's your husband and how's your kids?
You know that I got married too?
Lucky that you found someone
To make you feel secure
'Cause we were all so young and foolish
Now we are mature
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
Martha, all I had was you, and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day
And I was always so impulsive
I guess that I still am
And all that really mattered then
Was that I was a man
I guess that our being together
Was never meant to be
And Martha, Martha
I love you, can't you see?
And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
Martha, all I had was you, and all you had was me
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day
And I remember quiet evenings
Trembling close to you
| Tom Waits Tom Waits has emerged as an extraordinary and innovative force, a unique voice whose music remains well beyond the fads and fashions of popular culture. From tender and poignant to strange and twisted, his songs often explore the dark side of society. He gives his his trademark gravelly voice to romantics, drifters, con artists and those living on the fringe. I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You The House Where Nobody Lives The Heart of Saturday Night Tom Traubert's Blues Good Old World Georgia Lee Blind Love Martha Ol' 55 Rosie |