My Ideal Woman...

Beautiful eyes, focused
Crazy, yet disciplined
My soul sister,
African woman, independent woman

She's my ideal woman
when i met you,
my boys said i was getting soft,
i said - fuck
For my ideal woman,
i will cry,
i'll go to war and die,
for my ideal woman

I'll fight against evil
for my ideal woman
Because.....
Babe you worth it
When i did the right i
normally would done wrong,
I knew you were the one,
my ideal woman
when i could've treated you bad
but i didn't
knew you were the one,
my ideal woman

when you made me
appreciate you for you,
without even trying
i knew you were the ideal woman

when we sang along to Marley's
"is this love, is this love that i'm feeling"
i knew i had developed feelings f
or my ideal woman

But then you called and said
"babe we need to talk"
i thought, are we moving things up a notch?
the answer to that was nope!!!
we stop

now i'm ragging against self,
for my ideal woman
the one i know is the one,
is no longer there,
and i got no one
coz i don't want no one
other than you, my ideal woman

Could it be i fell for a wrong woman?
how could something
that feels this right be wrong?

where did we go wrong?
is it something i did,
something you did?
something i did i shouldn't have done?
what is it?

now i'm ragging against all
what's wrong with me,
what's wrong with you, woman?
there's nothing wrong with her,
after all....

she is my ideal woman
then she told me.....
what's really going on,
what really went down,
why we can't be down like that

she made me understand
that people go through phase in life,
right now i'm going through
a phase where i'm fighting to be
with my ideal woman"

even though right now we can't be
"we" like we where,
Babe, you are still my ideal woman