I hear the drums echoing tonight
And she has 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
for ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
“Hurry, boy, it's waiting there
for you”
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 have (for you)

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 a limbless
above the sad Kenya
I seek to cure what's deep inside
Frightened of this thing that I've become
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 have (for you)

Hurry, boy, she's waiting there
for you
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)
I bless the rains down in Africa
(I bless the rains)
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
(Ah, Gonna take some)
Gonna take some time to do the things
we never have (for you)