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 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 dowtown 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 some , and I love you some
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