I Thought About You

I took a trip on the 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, Same old dream,

At every stop that we made,
Oh, I thought about you
But when I pulled down the shade
Then I really got blue

I peeked thru the crack and looked at the track
The one going back to you,
And what did I do?
I Thought About You!