I've Never Been to Me - Re-Recorded

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...
 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...
 Ooh 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...
 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
 that might have made me complete
 but I... 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...