I HEAR THE DRUMS
ECHOING TONIGHT
BUT SHE HEARS ONLY
WHISPERS OF SOME
QUIET CONVERSATION
SHE'S COMING IN
TWELVE-THIRTY FLIGHT
THE MOONLIT WINGS
REFLECT THE STARS
THAT GUIDE ME
TOWARDS SALVATION
I STOPPED AN OLD MAN
ALONG THE WAY
HOPING TO FIND
SOME LONG FORGOTTEN
WORDS
OR ANCIENT MELODIES
HE TURNED TO ME
AS IF TO SAY
HURRY BOY
IT'S WAITING THERE
FOR YOU
IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT
TO DRAG ME AWAY
FROM YOU
THERE'S NOTHING
THAT A HUNDRED MEN
OR MORE
COULD EVER DO
I BLESS THE RAINS
DOWN IN AFRICA
GONNA TAKE SOME TIME
TO DO THE THINGS
WE NEVER HAD
OOH OOH
THE WILD DOGS
CRY OUT IN THE NIGHT
AS THEY GROW RESTLESS
LONGING FOR SOME
SOLITARY COMPANY
I KNOW THAT I MUST DO
WHAT'S RIGHT
AS SURE AS
KILIMANJARO
RISES LIKE OLYMPUS
ABOVE THE SERANGETTI
I SEEK TO CURE
WHAT'S DEEP INSIDE
FRIGHTENED
OF THIS THING
THAT I'VE BECOME
IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT
TO DRAG ME AWAY
FROM YOU
THERE'S NOTHING
THAT A HUNDRED MEN
OR MORE
COULD EVER DO
I BLESS THE RAINS
DOWN IN AFRICA
GONNA TAKE SOME TIME
TO DO THE THINGS
WE NEVER HAD
OOH OOH
HURRY BOY
SHE'S WAITING THERE
FOR YOU
IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT
TO DRAG ME AWAY
FROM YOU
THERE'S NOTHING
THAT A HUNDRED MEN
OR MORE
COULD EVER DO
I BLESS THE RAINS
I BLESS THE RAINS
I'M GONNA TAKE
SOME TIME