Charlene - I've never been to me

Hey lady, you lady,
cursing at your live.
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 a talked to me
like I wanna talk to you...

Ooh 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 million lies... Oh, I've been to Nice 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.

(spoken)
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 litle baby you're holding,
it's that man you fought whit 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
that might have made me complete.
But I took the sweet life,
I never I'd be bitter from the sweet.
I've splent my life exploring
the subtle whoring that
costs too much to be free.
Hey lady...
I've been to paradise,
I've been to paradise but,
I've never been to me.