I've Never Been To Me

Hey lady, you lady

Cursing at your life

You're a discontented mother

And a regimented wife

I have no doubt

You dream about the things you never do

But I wish someone had talked to me like I wanna talk

To you

Oh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I

Could run

Took the hand of a preacher man

And we made love in the sun

But I ran out of places and friendly faces

Because I had to be free

I've been to paradise but I've never been to me...

Please lady please lady

Don't just walk away

Cause I have this need to tell you

Why I'm all alone today

I can see so much of me

Still living in your eyes

Won't you share a part

Of a weary heart that has lived a million lives

Oh, I've been to Nice and the isle of Greece

When I sipped champagne on a yacht

I moved like Harlo in Monte Carlo

And showed them what I've got

I've been undressed by kings

And I've seen some things that a woman ain't s'pose to

See

I've been to paradise but I've never been to me...

Hey, you know what paradise is?

It's a lie

A fantasy we created about people and places

As we like them to be

But you know what truth is?

It's that little baby you're holding

And it's that man you fought with this morning

The same one you are gonna make love to tonight

That's truth that's love

Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children

That might have made me complete

But I, I took the sweet life

I never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet

I spent my life exploring

The subtle whoaring

That cost to much to be free

Hey lady I've been to paradise

But I've never been to me...

I've been to paradise but I've never been to me...