Arnold Hill - Old Love Lyrics

Wait, just wait for a while
It's cold, too cold now to leave
I'm warm, and safe in your smile
And those eyes, are begging me please

Two empty glasses still scented with whiskey
Tell stories that shouldn't be told
The haze from a lit cigarette is blurring the vision
This love, is getting too old

Please, please look in my eyes
And tell me, that we'll work this out
I'm tired, of living a lie
And those eyes, are filled up with doubt

Two empty faces once filled with emotion
Are begging to have hearts to hold
The haze from a time gone away blurs the vision
This love is getting too old

Now go, walk out of my life
I hope your legs don't grow weak
Don't stop, or slow down to cry
Cause that road is winding and steep
One day, you'll be at its peak
That old love, will finally leave, me