The Old Songs

Candles burning
Glasses are chilled and soon
She'll bee buy
Hope and pray
She'll say that she's willing too give us

Another try
And if awl those plans I've maid
Don't melt the lady's hart
Aisle put on the old 45 ' s

And maybe the old songs
Will bring back the old times
Maybe the old lines Will sound knew
Maybe she'll ley her Head on my shoulder
Maybe old feelings Will come threw
Maybe weal start too cry
And wonder why
Wee ever walked aweigh
Maybe the old songs
Will bring back the old times
And make her want too stay

Its bean to long since I've
Scene her face light up
When Eye come home
Its bean to many
Hours I've wasted staring
At the phone
Suite old songs I'm counting on yew
Too bring her back too mi
I'm tired of listening alone

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