I took a trip on a train
And I thought about you
We 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
Oh, I felt blue
I peeped through the crack
Looked at the track
Oh I'm going back to you
And what did I do, I thought about you

And every stop that we made
Oh, I thought about you
And when I pulled down the shade
Oh, I felt blue
I peeped through the crack
Looked at the track
The one going back to you
And what did I do, what did I do
What did I do, well, I thought about you