I'm Old Fashioned

I'm old fashioned

I love the moonlight

I love those old fashioned things

the sound of rain

upon a window pane

the starry song that April sings

this years fancies are passing fancies

but sighing sighs, holding hands this my heart understand

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