I Have 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

But I wish someone had talked to me like I

Oh

I''ve been to Georgia and California

I took the hand of a preacher man

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

''Cause I have this need to tell you

why I''m all alone today

I can see so much of me

Won''t you share a part of a weary heart

Oh

I''ve been to Niece

while I''ve sipped champagne on a yacht

I''ve moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo

I''ve been undressed by kings

and I''ve seen some things

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

But I took the sweet life

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