Today I learnt from life
to treasure the morning,
with a cup of coffee in one hand
and the view from my window.
How much this world hurts me,
sometimes I lose my will
but true love
is also capable of moving mountains.
And when night comes
I want to hug my family
and I've got good friends
that decorate my life.
It's because I find myself
when I get back to what's mine,
I am so happy.
When I get home
time stops,
my soul gets back to my body 1,
and if i'm with you
I'm happy.
When I get home
the moments come,
the songs come
and I find the purest
of feelings
When I get (home)
When I get (home)
When I get (home).
I live for good memories,
those that I keep,
are like food for the body.
They have told me
to live everything that's good
and to forget the bad things,
this road is not easy
and I want you by my side.
1. Spanish idiom. To feel better after a time of distress, to get a sense of relief.