I’m Old Fashioned

I’m old fashioned, I love the moonlight
I love the old fashioned things
The sound of rain
Upon a window pane
The starry song that April sings
This year’s fancies are passing fancies
But sighing 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...!