I hear the drums
echoing tonight
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....
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....
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
down in Africa
I bless the rains
down in Africa
I bless the rains
down in Africa
I bless the rains
down in Africa
I bless the rains
down in Africa
Gonna take some
time to do the
things we
never had....