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 years 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.