On a Bus To St. Cloud

On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you standing there Snow falling all around you Like a silent prayer Once on the streets of New York City With the jazz and the sin in the air Once on a cold LA freeway I was going nowhere And it's sad But it's true Well I thought it was really 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 I prayed I wept in the arms of Jesus For the choice you made We were just getting to the good part baby Sliding past the mystery Oh it's just like you Yes it's just like you To disagree And it's strange But it's true You just slipped Out of my view Like a face in the crown On a bus to St. Cloud And you chase me like a shadow And you haunt me like a ghost And I love you some And I hate you some Baby I miss you Miss you the most On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you standing there Snow falling all around you Like a silent prayer