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 windin' 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 peaked through the crack and looked at the track,

The one goin' back to you, and what did I do?

I thought about you.



(Musical interlude)



There were two or three cars parked under the stars, a windin' stream.

Moon shining down on some little town

And with each beam, the same old dream.



(Musical interlude)



And then I peaked through the crack and I looked at that track,

The one goin' back to you, and what did I do?

I thought about you.