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 those plans I 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 shoul - der Maybe old feelings will come through        Maybe we’ll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked a - way-- Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times And make her wanna 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 wast - ed staring at the phone. Sweet old songs I’m counting on you to bring her back to me; I’m tired of listening 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 shoul - der Maybe old feelings will come through        Maybe we’ll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked a - way-- Maybe the old songs will bring back the old times And make her wanna stay.