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

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

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 be calling me back home
But the lights of Cincinnati
Will be callin' me back home