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