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 behavior I'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 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, 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