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, 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