When you stop seeing beauty you start growing old
The lines on your face are a map to your soul
When you stop taking chances you'll stay where you sit
You won't live any longer but it'll feel like it
I lost myself in the summer rain
I lost myself
I lost myself in the summer rain
In the summer rain
Tequila and orange Jamaica and rum
At the Moreilla honey on my tongue
In a small boat on a generous sea you let me be your enemy
Tiny hand with a grip on the world
Holding our breath now diving for pearls
I lost myself in the summer rain
I lost myself
I lost myself in the summer rain
Oh oh, oh oh
Just as you find me always I will be
A little bit too free with myself
Just as you find me always I will be
A little bit too free with myself
I lost myself in the summer rain
I lost myself
Now there's no one else
In the summer rain
Raining down, it's raining down
It rain
Raining now
Raining now
Just as you find me always I will be
A little bit too free with myself
Just as you find me always I will be
A little bit too free with myself
(Cha cha cha)
It's not why you're running?
It's where you're going?
It's not what you're dreaming?
But what you're gonna do?