I can see the lights of home

Shining brightly over the foam

Beckon to me while I roam

Away from lights of home

I can see somebody there

Loving eyes and silver hair

I can see her kneel in prayer

Beneath the lights of home

In that little old sleepy town

Nothing happens when the sun goes down

Not a thing but moonbeams run around

In a starry dome

Turn the hands of time for me

Let me live my memory

Once again I long to be

Beneath the lights of home

In that little old sleepy town

Nothing happens when the sun goes down

Not a thing but moonbeams run around

In a starry dome

Turn the hands of time for me

Let me live my memory

Once again I long to be

Beneath the lights of home