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I come, I come from a placeWhere the sun shines too many daysWhere the people stand in the streetsDancing on their dancing feetI come, I come from a lifeWhere I love, I never question whyGot the sense to stop and get highAnd give a little smileWhat'cha running, What'cha running fromIs it something under the sunWhat'cha running, What'cha running fromIs it something under us allI come, I come from a placeWhere everybody sings to give praiseTo the trees, the leaves, and the breezeAll the things in which I still believeI come, I come from a homeWhere my father stood on his throneHad the mind to pack my things and leaveFor the rest of my daysWhat'cha running, What'cha running fromLetras de cancionesIs it something under the sunWhat'cha running, What'cha running fromIs it something under us allWhen she sings she saysOnly love's gonna come, come to save usWhen she stands up, to smile at youBut you never knowWhile the sun sets slowOver the fields where your whiskey growsBut you don't followBecause you're never sure where to goSinging, "Where should I go"What'cha running, What'cha running fromIs it something under the sunWhat'cha running, What'cha running fromIs it something under us all From Letras Mania