(Written by Dave Colwell, Carnes, Finley, Lister) Hello little Martha There you stand with the stems of the roses still in your hand The seasons of time The weather, your face, you little Martha, there's no disgrace So now little Martha, here you live You're just 12 years old, have no time to play The sun don't arise when you're not in my eyes Not a day goes by without you Even though you're looking down on me Tell me angel, will you remember me? Oh little Martha, as I stand at your feet I see now that the circle is ought to complete Now while I stand here feeling so sad Because we both know the good times we had So now little Martha, here you live Your life is all gone, no time to play, oh The sun don't arise when you're not in my eyes Not a day goes by without you Even though you're looking down on me Tell me angel The sun don't arise when you're not in my eyes Not a day goes by without you Even though you're looking down on me Tell me angel, will you remember me? Oh little Martha