21 acessos
Barbra
You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
Neil
You hardly talk to me anymore
When I come through the door at the end of the day
Barbra
I remember when you couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after loving me late at night
Neil
When it's good for you, babe
And you're feeling all right
Barbra
When you just roll over and turn out the light
And you don't bring me flowers anymore
Neil
It used to be so natural
Barbra
It used to be...
Neil
To talk about forever
Barbara
Mmm...
Neil
But used-to-bes don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
Till we sweep them away
Barbra
And baby I remember all the things you taught me
Neil
I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry
Barbra
Well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie
Neil
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
Barbra
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
You don't bring me flowers any more
Both
Well, you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
Neil
Cause you don't say you need me
Barbra
You don't sing me love songs
Both
You don't bring me flowers anymore