Candle’s burnin’, glasses are chilled
That soon
She’ll be by hope and pray she’ll say
That she’s willing
To give us another try and if for
Plans are made
Don’t melt the ladies heart
I put on the old forty five………

Maybe the old songs
Who’ll bring back the old times
Maybe the old lines the sound new
Maybe she’ll lay her head on my shoulder
Maybe old feelings will come true
Maybe will start to cry and wonder why
We let her walk away
Maybe the old songs who bring back
The old times and make her on stay………

It’s been too long back
Seeing her face lie on
When i come home
It’s been too many i was not
Waisted sterling
But before, sweet old songs are can’t be more
Bringing back to me
I’m dying,,, i’m mesting,,, alone………