The Grass is always Greener they say….

I actually never realized what this song was about….and then this weekend, I was listening to satellite radio and I heard it while I was doing my makeup…and what a pleasure. It’s such a lovely song and the words are really beautiful…  It does make you realize that no matter what you do in life, you will always NOT be doing something else…and well, I don’t know how you can escape that really but you certainly have to make peace with it.  And no I don’t think that it’s everyones path to have children or to travel the world.  We should do what suits our hearts desire but there are no gaurantees in life..and the picket fence isn’t always white and well going it alone may not be so much fun when you become a golden girl/boy….but perhaps we should take some time to think about what it is that is important to us- so that we do make the right decisions…and have as minimal regrets as possible.

Listen to it here….
I’ve been to Paradise but I’ve never been to me 
 
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…
 
 

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