I've never been to me

I like this song. I'm listening to the version sung by SHE. It's soothing and very dear to ears.

Sometimes we go through life without knowing what exactly is it that we want. We may think we know what we want now, but in the end of the day, we may think otherwise.

It could be we really have never been to us before, or it could be humans can never be satisfied.

This song, is sung by the singer to a hosuewife, who wanted to trade her everyday housewife life with the life of the singer. And the singer tells of her life's highlights, in a rather bittersweet tone, and at the same time express her emptiness and hollowness. She wished someone has told her the same thing she's telling now. She thinks it's too late now, to realize what's really important in life.

I once wondered also, what the 10 years later future me would think about the current me at this point of life now. Would I be proud of myself? Would I be happy with what I've done? Would I regret anything I haven't done? Would I think I hold back too much? Would I think I have love enough? Would I think I've lived enough? Would I think I've touched people's heart enough?

I wouldn't say I haven't been to me. I've been to me. And I love where I've been. It's a place where it sings when it's happy, and where it cries when it's sad. It's a very special place. Yours is, too. :)

I've Never Been To Me

( Charlene )

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 million lies....

Oh, I've been to Niece 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 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, (I've been to paradise)
But I've never been to me

(I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(I've been to Neice and the isle of Greece while I've sipped champagne on a yacht)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(I've been to cryin' for unborn children that might have made me complete)
I've been to paradise, never been to me
(I've been to Georgia and California, and anywhere I could run)
I've been to paradise, never been to me