On a bus to St. Cloud Minnesota I thought I saw you there With the snow falling 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 going no where 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 Got down on my knees and prayed And I wept in the arms of Jesus For the choice you made We were just getting to the good part Just getting past the mystery Ohh 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 And 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 falling down around you Like a silent prayer