Africa, I Come

I know I know, this is not gonna go anywhere at all
And that you kissed me or at least missed me
Is something you left to my fault
But please, please don't stop smiling at me
Cause I can't bear the thought
That you dont really mean this
Please, please let me think you are thinking of me, of me

You're probably tired of seeing me dying
Everytime I sing a song
Its all kind of useless and it makes me even
A bit more depressed than I already am

And you have to tell me if I am annoying
Cause I can still move to africa

And if you dont mind then please, please don't stop
Smiling at me
Cause i can't bear the thought that you don't love me at all
Please, please let me think you are thinking of me, of me

Dadadada, dadadada, da da da