โหลดเพลง mp3 The Old Songs - David Pomeranz

The Old Songs - David Pomeranz
Candle's 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 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

And 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 wanna stay

It's been too long without seeing her face light up

When I come home

Been too many hours I've waited
Staring at the phone

Sweet old songs I'm countin 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

And 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 wanna stay

And make her wanna stay

And make her wanna stay