E G D E G D When you stop seeing beautyE G D You start growing oldC D The lines on your faceC D 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 itC G D I lost myself in the summer rainC G D I lost myself I lost myself in the summer rain In the summer rainG Just as you find meEmi Always I will beC A little bit too freeAmi With myself