You no longer notice if I'm wearin' perfume I seldom hear a lovin' word from you Your attention's wrapped up in the mornin' paper And I feel a restless yearning' for somethin' new. We used to whisper love across the nighttime Now we never whisper nor recall Our love is left upon the shelf of winter Where the sunlight never touches it at all. It's a habit for us to be together We sit and watch the deadly shadows grow Every day last year I left for California This is my year for Mexico. Your back is turned to me while you are reading I close my eyes while I pretend to doze From the road I hear the sound of passing traffic Some of them are bound for Mexico. It's a habit for us to be together We sit and watch the deadly shadows grow Every day last year I left for California This is my year for Mexico.