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