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, youll stay where you sit
You wont live any longer but itll 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 Moorea honey on my tongue
In a small boat on a generous sea, 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
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 theres no one else in the summer rain
Raining down…
Just as you find me
Always I will be
A little bit too free with myself
Its not why youre running, its where your going
Its not what youre dreaming , but what youre going to do
Its not where youre born, its where you belong
Its not how weak but what will make you strong