A poignant ballad of longing and nostalgia, this song weaves the story of a man reaching out to his long-lost love. The protagonist, Tom Frost, is burdened by the weight of time and unspoken words. He yearns for a simpler past filled with roses, poetry, and prose – a time when they were each other's world. 🌹 As he reaches out to Martha, he acknowledges the life she has built without him, expressing his happiness for her newfound security. Still, he cannot help but reveal his enduring affection for her. This song beautifully encapsulates how memories often serve as both a refuge and reminder of what once was or could have been. It's about cherishing those moments while accepting the reality that they belong to a past era. #Nostalgia #LostLove #TimePasses
Martha
Lyrics
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 forty 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 and 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 the 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 and Martha
All I had was you and all you had was me
There was no tomorrow
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 and 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
Writer(s): Thomas Alan Waits
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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