I hear the drums echoin' tonight
but she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
she's coming in, twelve-thirty flight.
Her moonlight wings reflect the stars that guide me
toward salvation
I stopped an old man along the way,
hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient
melodies
he turns 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
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Wild dogs cry out in the night
as the 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 seem 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