A Good Year for the Roses

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick

On the cigarettes there in the ashtray

Lying cold, the way you left 'em

But at least your lips caressed 'em while you packed

And a lip print on a half filled cup of coffee

That you poured and didn't drink

But at least you thought you wanted it

And that's so much more than I can say for me

It's been a good year for the roses

Many blooms still linger there

The lawn could stand another mowin'

Funny, I don't even care

When you turned to walk 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 haven't made the bed

I guess the reason we're not talkin'

There's so little left to say, we haven't said

And while a million thoughts go racing through my mind

I find I haven't spoke a word

And from the bedroom, the familiar sound

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 mowin'

Funny, I don't even care

And when you turned to walk away

As the door behind you closes

The only thing I know to say

It's been a good year for the roses