From Africa to Málaga

It's too easy to cry

When everything eventually dies

If not today

Then maybe tomorrow

Don't let that thought slip away

Let it come out and play

It takes you down at the speed of sound

And when you're on the ground

You never think you'll get up

Up and around, then it goes down

The thought that you found, takes you to town

Smashes your face, burns at your heart

Then you go home and turn it into art

It's not that easy to die

No matter how dumb you are, you eventually rise

If not today

Then maybe tomorrow

Don't let that soul get away

Let it fly high till your dying day

This is the chance for one last glance

Why we entrace

Don't cry for the time you lost in your life

The money spent or the cheap white lies

Kiss them goodbye and see what's left

I know it's you, I hope it's you

I'll bless the rains and winds coming in

From Africa to Malaga

I'll bless the rains and winds coming in

From Africa to Malaga

I'll bless the rains and winds coming in

From Africa to Malaga