on a bus to st cloud minnesota i thought i saw you there with the snow falling down around 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 la 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 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 like a silent prayer 