Summer Rain
When you stop seeing beauty you start growing oldThe lines on your face are a map to your soulWhen you stop taking chances you'll stay where you sitYou won't live any longer but it'll feel like it
I lost myself in the summer rainI lost myselfI lost myself in the summer rainIn the summer rain
Tequila and orange, Jamaica and rumAt the moorea, honey on my tongueIn a small boat on a generous seaYou let me be your enemyTiny hand with a grip on the worldHolding our breath now, diving for pearls
I lost myself in the summer rainI lost myselfI lost myself in the summer rain
Just as you find me always I will beA little bit too free with myselfJust as you find me always I will beA little bit too free with myself
I lost myself in the summer rainI lost myselfNow there's no one else in the summer rainRaining downRaining downRainRaining downRaining down
Just as you find me always I will beA little bit too free with myselfJust as you find me always I will beA little bit too free with myself
It's not why you're runningIt's where you're goingIt's not what you're dreamingBut what you're gonna doIt's not where you're bornIt's where you belongIt's not how weakBut what will make you strong