The Old Songs

Candle's burnin', 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 45

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 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 her wanna stay

It's been too long without seeing her face light up

When I come home

It's been too many hours I've waited

Staring at the phone

Sweet old songs, I'm countin' on you

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 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 her wanna stay

(The old songs)

(The old times)

And make her wanna stay, oh baby

And make her wanna stay