thought that i d be happy going to be so happy living life alone and never sharing anything thought that i was finished thought that i was whole instead of being half of something thought that i was growing growing older wiser understanding why this world held nothing for my spirit thought that i was destined destined to be nothing destined to be nothing in this world and then i met you i met you thought that god had failed me thought my prayers were useless thought that he would never give the chance for me to praise him thought the book was written thought the game had ended thought the song was sung and i could never sing another thought my faith was misplaced thought my back was broken broken by a weight that i was never fit to carry thought i knew this city thought i knew all about it and then one night i went to morningside and you were waiting i met you