11 acessos
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 shinin'down on some little town
And with each beam, the same old dream
At every stop that we made
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
And I thought about you