I remember still, I guess I always will
That winters day I took the west bound flight,
As I looked down from the plane
You were standing in the rain,
You waved goodbye,
Till I was out of sight.

(R:)
And I can see them shining
Through the Willows and the Pines,
The lights of Cincinatti
Oh, so many miles behind,
I could build myself a new life
And make it on my own,
But the lights of Cincinnati
Will keep calling me back home.

Sometimes late at night,
I watch the fire light make pictures
of a life that used to be,
For a moment I'm back there
In that same old rocking chair,
You look across the room
And smile at me.

(R: x2)