MARTHA
Meat Loaf: Vocals
Mark Alexander: Piano
Jeff Bova: Keyboards
  MARTHA

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 'bout 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

Those where days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha
And 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 ya feel secure
Oh, 'cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature…

And those where days of roses, poetry and prose and Martha
And 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 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 those where 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 remember quiet evenings
Trembling close to you.