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 windin' 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 peaked through the crack and looked at the track,
   The one goin' back to you, and what did I do?
   I thought about you.
  
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   There were two or three cars parked under the stars, a windin' stream.
   Moon shining down on some little town
   And with each beam, the same old dream.
  
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   And then I peaked through the crack and I looked at that track,
   The one goin' back to you, and what did I do?
   I thought about you.