Africa / Let Me Love You - Cimorelli

I hear the drums echoing 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 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, not, its 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

It’s gonna take some time to do the things we never had, oooh

It’s gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night as they grow restless looking for some

solitary company

I seek to cure what’s deep inside

Frightened of this thing 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

It’s gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Ooooooh

Ooooooh

Ooooooh

Ooooooh

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

It’s gonna take some time to do the things we never had