Africa

I hear the drums echoing tonight

But she hears only whispers 

Of some quiet

Conversation

She's coming in

Twelve-thirty flight

Her moonlit wings 

Reflect the stars 

That guide me towards

Salvation

I stopped an old man along the way

Hoping to find some 

Old 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

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

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...