The one going back to you, and what did I do?
I peeked through the crack and looked at the track
But when I pulled down the shade, then I really felt blue
I took a trip on the train and I thought about you
At every stop that we made, oh, I thought about you
A winding stream
I'll leave it to you, oh what did I do?
And leave you behind, what did I find?
I passed a shadowy lane and I thought about you
Two or three cars parked under the stars
Maybe that so but I tried to go
And with each beam, same old dream
Moon shining down on some little town