On a bus to
St. Cloud Minnesota
I thought I saw you there
With snow fallin' down
around you
Like a silent prayer
And once on a street
in New York City
With the jazz
and the sin in the air
And once on a cold
L.A. freeway
Goin' nowhere
And it's strange but it's true
I was sure it was you
Just a face in the crowd
on a bus to St. Cloud
In a church in
downtown New Orleans
I got down on my knees
and prayed
And I wept in
the arms of Jesus
for the choice you made
We were just gettin'
to the good part
Just gettin' past the mystery
Oh and it's just like you
It's just like you to disagree
And it's strange but it's true
You just slipped out of view
Like a face in the crowd
on a bus to St. Cloud
And you chase me
like a shadow
And you haunt me like a ghost
And I hate you so
But I love you so
But I miss you most
On a bus to
St. Cloud Minnesota
I thought I saw you there
With the snow fallin'
down around ya
Like a silent prayer