On a bus to Saint Cloud
Minnesota
I thought I saw you there

With the snow fallin`
down around you
Like a silent prayer
Once on a street

in New York City
With the jazz and
a scent in the air
And once on a

cold LA 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 Saint 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 Saint Cloud
And you chase me

like a shadow
And you haunt me
like a ghost
I hate you so

I love you so
I miss you most
On a bus to Saint Cloud
Minnesota

I thought I saw you there
The snow fallin`
down around you
Like a silent prayer