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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'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?
It's not where you're born
It's where you belong
It's not how weak
But what will make you strong?
HATA BİLDİR
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