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
I thought about you
But when I pulled down that shade
I really felt blue

I peeped through the crack and looked at the track
The one going back to you
And what did I do?
I thought about you