Seems that I read
Or somebody said
That out of sight is out of mind

Maybe that's so
But I tried to go
And leave you behind
What did I find?

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

Oh I'm going back to you

And what did I do, I thought about you

There were two or three cars parked under the stars

Winding stream

Moon shining down on some little town

And with each beam, the same old dream

And then I peeked through the crack

And I looked at the track

Oh I'm going back to you

And what did I do, I thought about you

At 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