Geography and policy have run me out of town
Seems like worldly things have come between us now
But I've got the will and if there's a way
I'll get to you somehow

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya
Omobolasire, hang on because I'm on my way

She is my lover
From the heart of Africa
Like no other
Princess of Nigeria
I was delirious
Ya that sun was beating down
Lady mysterious
Like an oasis that I found
And then she smiled
And then she came
And when she spoke
She told me her name

Omobolasire, I really wanta see ya
Omobolasire, hang on because I'm on my way

Short cut through Lagos
Through the market place together
Was getting serious
I could have stayed that way forever

As fate dictated I had to go back home to London
My heart vibrated
Cause I knew I had to get to you

Then came that sad day
A flight from Heathrow back to Lagos
Desperate to see ya
But they would not let me through
What can I do?
'Cept write to you
And everyday my letters will say