Mi Cancion

I’ve got restless feet, searching for a port to rest
I’ve got eyes that speak, windows that reveal me, they’ll give me away

I’ve got 40,000 eager hands, clumsy and without a care
I’ve got my soul on my lips, my verse is galloping and won’t take a break

It’s my song, it’s my song, that’s what will last

I’ve got messy hair, a friend of the wind, looking for its place
I’ve got the sky in my hands, and with every breath, I recreate it

I’ve got 100 years of history, and a lonely life, that’s my truth
I’ve got my veins exposed, my blood awake, pushing me forward

It’s my song, it’s my song, that’s what will last