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
At 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 that crack
Looked at the track
The one goin' 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
With each beam, the same old dream
And then I peeked through that crack
And looked at the track
The one goin' back to you
And what did I do? I thought about you