You Don't Bring Me Flowers

You Don't Bring Me Flowers - Barbra Streisand (芭芭拉·史翠珊)

Written by：Neil Diamond/A. Bergman/M. Bergman

You don't bring me flowers

You don't sing me love songs

You hardly talk to me anymore

When you come through that 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 loving me late at night

When it's good for you

And you're feeling all right

When you just roll over and 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-bes don't count anymore

They just lay on the floor

Till 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

Even learned how to lie

So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye

Cause you don't bring me flowers anymore

When you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye

Because you don't say you need me

You don't sing me love songs

You don't bring me flowers anymore