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