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

and maybe old feelin'

will come through

maybe we'll start to cry

and wonder why we ever walked away

may be the old songs

will bring back the old times

and make her wanna stay

it's been too long without

seeing her face light up

when i come home

it's been to many

hours i've wasted staring

at the phone ohh woahh

sweet old songs i'm counting on

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

and maybe old feelin'

will come through

maybe we'll start to cry

and wonder why we ever walked away

may be the old songs

will bring back the old times

and make her wanna stay

and make her wanna stay