I Thought About You - Frank Sinatra

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

There were 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 then I peeked through the crack

And I looked at the track

The one going back to you

And what did I do I thought about you