"The Old Songs" lyrics

Candles burning
Glasses are chilled
And soon, he'll be by
Hope and pray he'll say that he'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 he'll lay his head on my shoulder
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 him want to stay
Oh oh

It's been too long without
Seeing his face light up
When I come home
It's been to many hours I've waited
Staring at the phone

Sweet old songs, I'm counting on you
Bring him 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 he'll lay his head on my shoulder
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 him 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 him want to stay

And make him want to stay