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
