I‘ve Never Been To Me

　　I've never been to me Charlene

　　(Ken Kirsch / Ronald Miller)

　　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

　　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 a million lies

　　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

　　(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 little baby you're holding,

　　And 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.plete

　　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