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 that track —
For one going back to you —
And what did I do?
I thought about you.
(REPEAT)
