Good Year For The Roses

Good Year For The Roses I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarette s there in the ashtray Lying cold the way you left them, at least your lips caressed them while you packed And a lip print on the half filled up of coffee that you poured and didn't drink But at least you thought you wanted it, that's so much more than i can say for me But what a good year for the roses Many blooms still linger there The lawn could stand another mowing It's funny, I don't even care When you turned and walked away And as the door behind you closes The only thing I know to say It's been a good year for the roses After three full years of marriage it's the first time that you've ever made the bed I guess the reason we're not talking, there's so little left to say we haven't said While a million thoughts go running through my mind I find I haven't spoke a word And from the bedroom those familiar sounds of our one baby's crying goes unheard But what a good year for the roses Many blooms still linger there The lawn could stand another mowing Funny, I don't even care And when you turned and walked away And as the door behind you closes The only thing I know to say It's been a good year for the roses