Billie Holiday

Johnny Mercer / Jimmy Van Heusen

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

At every stop that we made
Oh, I thought about you
But when I pulled down the shade
Then I really got 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