| I Thought About You |
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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
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