African Sun Rise (Arno Carstens)

Here is a chance I can see it in the glance Oh there's a new found passion for the land in an African band Stab him in the back Breaking of the bones Cover my eyes But the ears can hear the sounds of thunder Is the rhythm... coming home? Is the rhythm... coming home? Hush now my angel or don't say a word As I'm no longer cold but I'm warmed by the thought and I'm stilled in my heart and stronger by will One too many and thousand is not enough This love is no surprise This is an African Sunrise Up, up whole world Is the rhythm... coming home? Is the rhythm... coming home? Here is a chance I can see it in the glance For my found passion... Hush now my angel or don't say a word As I'm no longer cold but I'm warmed by the thought and I'm stilled in my heart and stronged by will One too many and thousand is not enough This love is no surprise This is an African Sunrise Up, up whole world If you see her, will you tell her Is the rhythm... coming home? Is the rhythm... coming home? Fat... rhythm...