Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Loudon Wainwright III
Seems that I read or somebody said
That out of sight is out of mind
Maybe that's 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 street
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 peaked through the crack and looked at the track—
The one going back to you
And what did I do?
I thought about you
(Orchestra)
At every stop that we made
Oh, I thought about you
But when I pulled down the shade
Then I really felt blue
I peaked through the crack and looked at the track—
The one going back to you
And what did I do?
I thought about you