While I was grocery shopping I overheard someone speaking in French. (I studied French and lived in Aix–en–Provence for a year during my undergrad) Somewhat curious I turned to see who it was and then I recognized a college professor among the group. I went over and said hello and he then introduced me to a foreign exchange student from France. This song was inspired by that conversation.
This is a time when I wished I'd been silent, no more than a word or two
You smiled politely your face looked confused, or perhaps amused
My heart beat faster a race against time, you were so anxious to leave
I made no sense I planted a tree, instead of a seed
Chorus
I got Carried Away
Carried Away
I was left there standing alone in the store, holding my gallon of milk
I wanted to say so much more, so inadequate I felt
I wanted to tell you I stood where you stand, He was not real to me
Till I opened my heart His mystery came in…
Bridge
Whatever is noble, whatever is right
Whatever is honor, love, and truth
This is who I am trying to say
Is waiting… To be
The Ocean is big, the ocean is wide, I probably won't see you again
I'll cast my prayers into the wind for you my friend
They will not drift no they will fly straight into his hand… where they'll be
Chorus
music and lyrics - Christie Cook
vocals and piano - Christie Cook
cello - Evgene Raychev
© 2006