I've Never Been To Me

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

anywhere I could run

Took the hand of a preachman 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 million lies

Oh

I've been to Nice and the isle of Greece

While I sipped champagne on a yacht

I 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

Sometimes

I've been to crying for unborn children

that might have made me complete

But I

I took the sweet life

And never knew I'd be bitter from the sweet

I spent my life exploring the subtle whoring

that cost too 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......

I've been to paradise

But I've never been to me......

I've been to paradise

But I've never been to me......