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

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

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