U2

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, ah-ha
I lost myself in the summer rain
I lost myself
I lost myself in the summer rain
Oh-oh, ah, in the summer rain, hmmm
Tequila and orange, Jamaica and rum
At the Morella, 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