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 them
But at least your lips caressed them while you packed
And a lip print on a half filled cup of coffee
That I poured and didn't drink
But at least you thought you wanted it
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 can stand another mowing
Funny I don't even care
And when you turn and walk away
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 I haven't made the bed
I guess the reason we're not talking
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 sounds
Of our one baby's crying goes unheard

But what a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn can stand another mowing
Funny I don't even care
And when you turn and walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I know to say
It's been a good year for the roses