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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
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