I'm old fashioned
I love the moonlightI love the old fashion things
The sound of rain
Upon my window pane
The starry song that April sings
This year's fancy
Are passing fancies
But sighings sighs holding hands
These my heart understands
I'm old fashioned
But I don't mind it
That's how I want to be
As long as you agree
To stay old fashioned with me.
You would never agree.
