Yeah, the summer count can come   Brings you sounds you thought were gone      And you can try to search around   And you can try to cut it down      I found it all but I lost my soul      Everything you hold can come   The words, they seem to roll as one      And you can try to search around   And you can try to cut it down   You never really knew for sure   That breeze can come before you fall      I found it all but I lost my soul   I found it all but I lost my soul   I found it all but I lost my soul   I found it all but I lost my soul      I found it all but I lost my soul   I found it all but I lost my soul