Neil Diamond
You Don’t Bring Me Flowers
You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When I come through the door at the end of the day

I remember when
You couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after lovin' me late at night

When it's good for you, babe
And you're feeling alright

Well, you just roll over
And you turn out the light
And you don't bring me flowers anymore

It used to be so natural
To talk about forever
But used-to-be's don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor 'til we sweep them away

And baby, I remember
All the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh
And I learned how to cry
Well I learned how to love
And I learned how to lie
So you'd think I could learn
How to tell you goodbye
You don't bring me flowers anymore
Well, you'd think I could learn
How to tell you goodbye
You don't bring me flowers anymore