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. And 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 the crack, and looked at that track - For one going back to you - And what did I do?