La Historia de Tu Vida

A giant love that fits in a pocket
It all started without a choice
He showed up late, she was lost in his carelessness
Surely something good will come from this

I know you can give me what I need
Kisses and more, without saying a word
It was just a moment, wrapped in meaning
We'll see if something good comes from this

In a second, they were on the same detour
Without being able to avoid it or choosing it
How curious luck is, crossing paths
Disguising love for all your emptiness

I want to give you everything I've lived
Just ask me for whatever you want from me
Love is about giving and being reciprocated
But not giving so much, not giving like this

Then came time and the years lost
And the routine begging to continue
I want to get used to it, but I can't manage
I should have loved myself first, before

And now they try half-heartedly to give me meaning
To a war that goes on without any reason
To the attempt of being what they never were
To the huge lie they've turned into

In a second, they were on the same detour
Without being able to avoid it or choosing it
How curious luck is, crossing paths
Disguising love for all your emptiness

A giant love in a pocket
A sunrise that turned to night
Like complicating the simple
Like living without dying

Without being able to avoid it, or choosing it
It's life that decides what the destiny is
How funny luck is, crossing paths
How small we are taking detours
And now they want to love each other and give it meaning

To a war that goes on without any reason
To the attempt of being what they never wanted
To the huge lie they've turned into
In a second, they were on the same detour

Without being able to avoid it or choosing it
How curious luck is, crossing paths
Disguising love for all your emptiness
And calling it love, when they never felt it