The Old Song 

by David Pomeranz

Candles are burning, glasses are chilled, and soon she'll be mine.  open praise you say that she's with me to give another try And before these plans are made, they'll never play this hard I put on the old 45.

Maybe the old song will bring back the old time, maybe the old life cause I'll know, maybe she'll lay her head on my shoulder, maybe our feelings will come true, maybe we'll start to cry and wonder why we ever walked away, maybe the old song will bring back the old times and make her want to stay.

It's been too long that Seeing the face light up when I go home.  It's been too many hours I've wasted Still had the fall.

If the old songs I came to like can bring her back to me, I'm dying of listening alone.

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