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 arked under the stars
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
When I pulled down the shade then I really felt blue
I peeked through the crack, looked at the track
The one going back to you
And what did I do? I thought about you