I hear the drums

echoing tonight

but she hears only

whispers of some

quiet conversation

She's comin' in

twelve-thirty flight

the moonlit wings

reflect the stars

that guide me

towards salvation

I stopped an old man

along the way

hopin' 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 nothin' 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...

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 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 nothin' 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...

ooh...

Hurry, boy

she's waiting there for you

It's gonna take a lot to

drag me away from you

there's nothin' 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

we're gonna take

some time to do

the things we never had...

ooh...