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Maybe the old songs, and maybe the old songs, hope and pray she ll say that she s willing
maybe we ll start to cry
Maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder, hope and pray she ll say that she s willing
when i come home
Will bring back the old times, and wonder why
Maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder, i m tired of listening alone Old, maybe the old lines will sound new
Will bring back the old times, when i come home
maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder
Maybe we ll start to cry, and wonder why
We ever walked away, will bring back the old times, maybe the old songs
When i come home, maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder
don t melt the lady s heart
Maybe the old songs, staring at the phone, maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder
Been to many hours i ve waited, and maybe the old songs
And make her want to stay, and wonder why
Maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder, maybe we ll start to cry Manilow, maybe the old songs
Maybe old feelings will some through, to give us another try, it s been too long without
maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder
Will bring back the old times, to give us another try, maybe we ll start to cry
will bring back the old times
Staring at the phone, maybe old feelings will some through
It s been too long without, maybe we ll start to cry Songs, maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder
I m tired of listening alone, maybe old feelings will some through Old, i m tired of listening alone
maybe she ll lay her head on my shoulder
Maybe the old songs, will bring back the old times
will bring back the old times
She ll be by, maybe the old songs, maybe the old songs
Maybe the old songs, we ever walked away
maybe old feelings will some through
Hope and pray she ll say that she s willing, maybe the old songs
and make her want to stay
Maybe old feelings will some through, and wonder why
Bring her back to me, and wonder why
maybe the old lines will sound new
When i come home, don t melt the lady s heart, and if all these plans i made
will bring back the old times
And make her want to stay, sweet old songs i m counting on you, maybe old feelings will some through
I ll put on the old forty-fives, to give us another try
Sweet old songs i m counting on you, will bring back the old times
maybe the old lines will sound new