On A Bus To St Cloud

Intro 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 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, to disagree, 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. 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... Break: On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota, I thought I saw you there, With the snow falling down around you, Like a silent prayer, Ooooh Oooh Ooh