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 ever talked to me like I wanna talk to you

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

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

Please lady, please lady, don't just walk away

â€~Cos 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

Want to share a part of a weary heart that has lived a million lives

You see I've been to Niece and the Isle of Greece

While I sipped champagne on a yacht

I moved like Harlow 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 â€~sposed to see

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

Sometimes I feel like crying for unborn children

That might have made me complete

I took the sweet life and 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, though I've been to paradise

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