Well you grew up about 30 Short minutes down the street But we had to go 8000 miles away To meet Not sure what the lord was thinking Taking us all away to kathmandu But I know he was thinking of me When he made you The letters and the phonecalls Were more than enough To prove his hand had long been writing The story of us Had to ask for the chance to court you When your cab came in kathmandu Cause I knew he was thinking of me When he made you
When he made you It's obvious he was Thinking of me, and that we Were meant to be
Standing here in our hometown Where we grew up without a clue We'd fall in love with our next-door neighbour In kathmandu I'm amazed by the good lord's ways And I'm praying that you think He was thinking of you When he made me
