Trisha Yearwood - On A Bus To St. Cloud Lyrics
(written by Gretchen Peters)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 gettin' to the good partJust gettin' past the mysteryOh, and it's just like you, it's 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 most...On a bus to St. Cloud, MinnesotaI thought I saw you thereWith the snow falling down around youLike a silent prayer