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