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 those plans I've made 

Don't melt the lady's heart 

I'll put on the old 45's 



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 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 



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 staring 

At the phone 

Sweet old songs I'm counting on you 

To 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 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