You Don't Bring Me Flowers — Neil Diamond

(Duet with Brabra Streisand) Written by: Neil Diamond, Alan Bergman and Marilyn Bergman

You don't bring me flowers You don't sing me love songs You hardly talk to me anymore When you come thru the 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 lovin' me late at night When it's good for you And you're feelin' alright Well 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 be's" don't count anymore They just lay on the floor 'Til 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 leared how to love And I learned how to lie Well you'd think I could learn How to tell you goodbye And yYou don't bring me flowers anymore

Well you'd think I could learn how to tell you 'goodbye' You don't say you need me You don't sing me love songs You don't bring me flowers anymore