Candles burning
Glasses are chilled
And soon
she'll be by...
Hope and pray she'll
say that she's willing
To give us another try...
And if all these plans i made
Don't melt the lady's heart
I'll put on the old forty-fives...
And maybe the old songs
Will bring back the old times
Maybe the old lines
will sound new.
Maybe she'll lay her
head on my shoulder
Maybe old feelings
will come through...
Maybe we'll start to cry
And wonder why...
we ever walked away
Maybe the old songs
Will bring back the old times
And make her wanna stay...
oh--ohhh
It's been too long without
Seeing her face light up
When I come home.
Been to many hours i've waited
Staring at the phone...
Sweet old songs
I'm counting on you
Bring her back to me...
I'm tired of listening alone...
Maybe the old songs
Will bring back the old times
Maybe the old lines
will sound new.
Maybe she'll lay her
head on my shoulder
Maybe old feelings
will come through...
Maybe we'll start to cry
And wonder why...
we ever walked away
Maybe the old songs
Will bring back the old times
And make her wanna stay...
And make her wanna stay.

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