作词 : Ron Miller/Ken Hirsch

作曲 : Ron Miller/Ken Hirsch

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

Oh, 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 a 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

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 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

I've been to paradise

I've never been to me

I've been to paradise

I've never been to me