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 those
plans I've made
don't melt the lady's heart
I'll put on the old
forty-five's
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
want to stay
It's been too long since
I've seen her
face light up
when I come home
It's been too many
hours I've wasted
staring at the phone
Sweet old songs
I'm counting on you
to 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
want to stay
And make her
want to stay.....
to stay.....
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 want...
to stay......