Joanne Lyrics - Singles - Michael Nesmith

Her name was Joanne, and she lived in a meadow by a pond. 

And she touch'd me for a moment, 

with a look that spoke to me of her sweet love. 

Then the woman that she was drove her on with desperation, 

and I saw as she went a most hopeless situation. 

For Joanne, and the man, and the time that made them both wrong. 

She was only a girl, I know that will, and still I could not see; 

That the hold she had was much stronger than the love she had for me. 

But staying with her, and my little bit of wisdom, 

broke down her desires like a light thru a prism; 

into yellows and blues and a tune that I could not have sung. 

Tho' the essence is gone, 

I have no tear to cry for her 

and my only tho't of her is kind. 

Her name was Joanne, and she lived in a meadow by a pond. 

And she touch'd me for a moment, 

with a look that spoke to me of her sweet love. 

Then the woman that she was drove her on with desperation, 

and I saw as she went a most hopeless situation. 

For Joanne, and the man, and the time that made them both wrong. 

For Joanne, and the man, and the time, that made them both wrong.