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 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 She'll Lay Her Head On My Shoulder,

Maybe Old Feelings Will Some 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...oh--ohhh



It's Been Too Long Without

Seeing Her Face Light Up

When I Come Home.

Been To Many Hours I've Waited

Staring At The Phone...



Sweet Old Songs I'm Counting 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,

Maybe Old Feelings Will Some 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...oh--ohhh



And Make Her Wanna Sta---y.