I'll search the holy books
I'll try to unravel the mystery of Jesus Christ the Savior
I read the poets and the analysts
Searched through the books on human behaviorI've traveled this world round
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 me
She lives in my blood and skin
Her wild feral stare, her dark hair
Her little lips, as cold as stone
Yeah, i was her manBut 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, i loved best
With the blue quilted violets across the breast
And these are my many letters
Torn to peices by long-fingered hands
I was her cruel-hearted man
And though I try to lay her ghost down
But 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
