I've Never Been To Me

Hey lady

You lady cursing at your life

You''re a discontented mother

And a regimented wife

I''ve no doubt you dream about-the things you''ll 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

I 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 lies .

Oh I''ve been to Niece-and the Isle of Greece

While I''ve sipped champagne on a yacht

I''ve moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo-and showed ''em what I''ve got

I''ve been undressed by kings

And I''ve seen some things-that a woman ain''t supposed 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 create about people and places as we''d like them to be

But you know what truth is

It''s that little baby you''re holding

It''s that man you fought with this morning

The same one you''re going to make love with tonight

That''s truth that''s love

Sometimes I''ve been to crying for unborn children

-hat might have made me complete

But I took the sweet life

-I never knew I''d be bitter from the sweet

I''ve spent my life exploring the subtle

Whoring that costs too much to be free

Hey lady I''ve been to paradise

But I''ve never been to me

I''ve been to paradise

I''ve never been to me

I''ve been to paradise

I''ve never been to me