Candles burning, glasses are chilled
And soon he'll be by
Hope and pray he'll
say that he's willing
To give us another try
And if all these plans I made
don't melt the man'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 he'll lay his head on my shoulder
And 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 him wanna stay
It's been too long without
seeing his face light up
When I come home
Been too many hours I've wasted staring
At the phone
Sweet old songs I'm counting
on you, bring him 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 he'll lay his head on my shoulder
And 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 him wanna stay
And make him wanna stay
And make him wanna stay
