Carried Away

If we ever meet again
"Look how I've grown" she said
"But my heart isn't a measure of my head
And better yet
I've lost faith in what we said all over again
Thanks for yesterday
Your opinion is read but you know what to say"

Oh I'm so out of place
Oh I'm so sick out getting carried away
And all my friends say
They'll be at the funeral
As I get carried away

If we were to meet again
I'd ask if my heart and my head could find an end
Because I feel blessed with this mess of mine
And I get dressed and take to the window
to see all I have left behind
Nothing is forever
Nor alone nor time together

Oh I'm so out of place
Oh I'm so sick out getting carried away
And all my friends say
They'll be at the funeral
As I get carried away

I'm sorry
Well I
I'm so sorry
Well I'm sorry
and it goes on and on and on and on and on

If we were to meet again
"Look how I've grown" she said
"But my heart isn't a measure of my head"

Oh I'm so out of place
Oh I'm so sick out getting carried away
And all my friends say
They'll be at the funeral
As I get carried away