I Thought About You - Mildred Bailey

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