Sitting by the pool
I'm waiting here in plain solitude
Count the people hanging 'round the neighborhood
I can recognize the fence between the girls and the guys
That's the local way to keep their children wise
The night draws a picture of you in my arms
The sound of the discos and humming of the cars
That's alright
When you come I will be open to the touch of your love
There's a certain sound when everything you need can be found
That fills your ears when your little world starts coming around
The hot African air it doesn't seem to mind
Nor to care to bring some coolness on the sheets two lovers share
The night draws a picture of you in my arms
The sound of the discos and humming of the cars
That's alright
When you come I will be open to the touch of your love
