Lost My Soul - Maps

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