Africa

I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation She's coming in 12:30 flight The moonlight wings reflect the stars that guide me toward salvation I stopped an old man along the way Hoping to find some long-forgotten words of 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 have 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 Seragetti 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 have “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… Gonna take some time to do the things we never have