Good Year For The Roses

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray

Lyin cold the way you left em, but at least your lips caressed them while

You packed

Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup 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

What a good year for the roses

Many blooms still linger there

The lawn could stand another mowin

Funny I don't even care

As you turn to walk away

As the door behind you closes

The only thing I have to say

Its been a good year for the roses

After three full years of marriage, it's the first time that you haven't

Made the bed

I guess the reason were not talkin, there's so little left to say we

Haven't said

While a million thoughts go racin through my mind, I find I haven't said a word

>from the bedroom the familiar sound of a babys cryin goes unheard

What a good year for the roses

Many blooms still linger there

The lawn could stand another mowin

Funny I don't even care

As you turn to walk away

As the door behind you closes

The only thing I have to say

Its been a good year for the roses