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 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 Isles of Greece, while I've 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 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 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 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 :|
*bei Liveauftritten: "fucked"
"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded."
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)