Seems that I read, or somebody said That out of sight is out of mind Maybe that so but I tried to go And leave you behind, what did I find? I took a trip on the 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, same old dream 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'll leave it to you, oh what did I do? I thought about you
Seems that I read, or somebody said That out of sight is out of mind Maybe that so but I tried to go And leave you behind, what did I find? I took a trip on the 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, same old dream 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'll leave it to you, oh what did I do? I thought about you
