I took a trip on a train
And I thought about you
I passed a shadowy lane
And I thought about you
Two or three cars
Parked under the stars
A winding stream
Moon shining down
On some little town
And with each beam
The same old dream
And every stop that we made
Oh I thought about you
And when I pulled down the shade
Then I really felt blue
I peeked through the crack
And looked at the track
The one going back to you
And what did I do
I thought about you
There were two or three cars
Parked under the stars
A winding stream
Moon shining down
On some little town
And with each beam
The same old dream
And every stop that we made
I thought about you
But when I pulled down the shade
Then I really felt blue
And then I peeked through the crack
And I looked at that track
The one going back to you
And what did I do
I thought about you