I
search the holy books,
try to unravel the mystery of Jesus
Christ the Saviour
I read the poets and the analysts
Pored over the tones on human behavior
I traveled this world around
For an answer that re
fused to be found
I don't know why, I don't know how
She's nobody's baby now
I loved her then, 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
I was a man
But some things love won't allow
I held her hand but I don't hold it now
I don't know why, I don't know how
She's nobody's baby
now
This is her dress, I love the best
With the blue quilted vibes
all across the
These are her many letters,
torn to fingers by long
-fingered hands
What's a cruel -hearted man?
I try to lay her ghost down
But she's moving through me, even now
I don't know why, I don't know how
She's nobody's baby
now
Nobody's baby now
Nobody's baby now
Thanks, Lisa and Clay.
Please welcome back to the stage,
Adelita.
You love me?