Africa

I hear the drums echoing tonight  

But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation  

She's coming in, 12: 30 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"  

 

 

 

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 Serengeti  

I seek to cure what's deep inside,  

frightened of this thing that I've become  

 

 

 

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 rain)  

I bless the rains down in Africa  

(I bless the rain)  

I bless the rains down in Africa  

I bless the rains down in Africa  

(Ah, gonna take the time)  

Gonna take some time to do the things we never had