Africa

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 drink me

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in Africa

It's gonna take some time to do the things we never had

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

Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti

I seem to care what's deep inside

Frightened of this thing that I've become

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away

There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do

I bless the rains down in Africa

It's gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Ooh

Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away

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 It's gonna take some time to do the things we never had