Operator, number please, it's been so many years
She'll 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