Lyrics:
(Duet with Brabra Streisand) Written by: Neil Diamond, Alan Bergman and Marilyn BergmanYou don't bring me flowersYou don't sing me love songsYou hardly talk to me anymoreWhen you come thru the doorAt the end of the dayI remember whenYou couldn't wait to love meUsed to hate to leave meNow after lovin' me late at nightWhen it's good for youAnd you're feelin' alrightWell you just roll overAnd turn out the lightAnd you don't bring me flowers anymoreIt used to be so naturalTo talk about foreverBut 'used to be's' don't count anymoreThey just lay on the floor'Til we sweep them awayAnd baby, I rememberAll the things you taught meI learned how to laughAnd I learned how to cryWell I leared how to loveAnd I learned how to lieWell you'd think I could learn How to tell you goodbyeAnd yYou don't bring me flowers anymoreWell you'd think I could learn how to tell you 'goodbye'You don't say you need meYou don't sing me love songsYou don't bring me flowers anymore