I Thought About You 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