The Old Songs

Candles burnin'
Glasses are chillin' soon
She'll be by
Hope and pray
She'll say that she's willin' to give us
Another try
And if all those plans I've 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
Maybe old feelin's 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 want to stay
(Old songs, old songs)

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 wasted starin'
At the phone
Sweet old songs I'm countin' on you
To bring her back to me
Tired of listenin' 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 shoulder
Maybe old feelin's 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 want to stay
And make her want to stay
Want to stay

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 want to stay
(Old songs, bring back the old times)
(Old songs, bring back the old times)
(Old songs, bring back the old times)