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I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtrayLyin' cold the way you left 'em, but at least your lips caressed them whileYou packedOr the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didn't drinkBut at least you thought you wanted it, that's so much more than I can sayFor meWhat a good year for the rosesMany blooms still linger thereThe lawn could stand another mowin'Funny I don't even careAs you turn to walk awayAs the door behind you closesThe only thing I have to sayIt's been a good year for the rosesAfter three full years of marriage, it's the first time that you haven'tMade the bedI guess the reason we're not talkin', there's so little left to say weHaven't saidWhile a million thoughts go racin' through my mind, I find I haven't said a wordFrom the bedroom the familiar sound of a baby's cryin' goes unheardWhat a good year for the rosesMany blooms still linger thereThe lawn could stand another mowin'Letras de cancionesFunny I don't even careAs you turn to walk awayAs the door behind you closesThe only thing I have to sayIt's been a good year for the roses From Letras Mania