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