Nhạc sĩ: Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen
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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 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 Oh, oh, oh Ah, in the summer rain Tequila and orange, Jamaica and Rome Had the morea, honey on my tongue In a small boat on a generous sea You let me be your enemy A 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 Ah, ah, ah 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 Mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm, mmm 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 in the rain Raining down, raining down 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 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 It's not where you're born, it's where you belong It's not how weak, but what will make you strong