| Year: | 1983 |
| Rank: | 24 |
| Duration: | 4:34 |
| Views: | 518M |
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