I Thought About You

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

But when I pulled down the shade

Then I really felt blue

I peeked through the crack and looked at the track

The one going back to you

And what did I do?

I thought about you

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 make

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 the track

The one going back to you

And what did I do?

What did I do?

What did I do?

I thought about you

I thought about you