The old songs

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 made don't melt the lady's heart, I'll put on the old 45'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 shoul - der Maybe old feelings will come through Maybe we'll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked a - way-- Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times And make her wanna 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 wast - ed staring at the phone. Sweet old songs, I'm counting on you to bring her back to me; I'm tired of listening alone. 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 shoul - der Maybe old feelings will come through Maybe we'll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked a - way-- Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times And make her wanna stay.