I've Searched The Holy Books

I Tried To Unravel The Mystery Of Jesus Christ, The Saviour

I've Read The Poets And The Analysts

Searched Through The Books On Human Behaviour

I Travelled This World Around

For An Answer That Refused To Be Found

I Don't Know Why And I Don't Know How

But She's Nobody's Baby Now



I Loved Her Then And I Guess I Love Her Still

Hers Is The Face I See When A Certain Mood Moves In

She Lives In My Blood And Skin

Her Wild Feral Stare, Her Dark Hair

Her Winter Lips As Cold As Stone

Yeah, I Was Her Man

But There Are Some Things Love Won't Allow

I Held Her Hand But I Don't Hold It Now

I Don't Know Why And I Don't Know How

But She's Nobody's Baby Now



This Is Her Dress That I Loved Best

With The Blue Quilted Violets Across The Breast

And These Are My Many Letters

Torn To Pieces By Her Long-fingered Hand

I Was Her Cruel-hearted Man

And Though I've Tried To Lay Her Ghost Down

She's Moving Through Me, Even Now

I Don't Know Why And I Don't Know How

But She's Nobody's Baby Now

She's Nobody's Baby Now

Nobody's Baby Now

She's Nobody's Baby Now