Lyrics:
On a bus to St. Cloud, MinnesotaI thought I saw you thereWith the snow falling down around youLike a silent prayerAnd once on a street in New York CityWith the jazz and the sin in the airAnd once on a cold L.A. freewayGoing nowhereAnd it's strange but it's trueI was sure it was youJust a face in the crowdOn a bus to St. CloudIn a church in downtown New OrleansI got down on my knees and prayedAnd I wept in the arms of JesusFor the choice you madeWe were just getting to the good partJust getting past the mysteryOh and it's just like you, just like youTo disagreeAnd it's strange but it's trueYou just slipped out of viewLike a face in the crowdOn a bus to St. CloudAnd you chase me like a shadowAnd you haunt me like a ghostAnd I hate you some and I love you someBut I miss you mostOn a bus to St. Cloud, MinnesotaI thought I saw you thereWith the snow falling down around youLike a silent prayerLyricsFreak