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
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 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