What About Joanne - Live

Her name was Joanne
 And she lived in a meadow by a pond
 She touched 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 run
 She was only a girl, I know that well
 But still I could not see
 That the hold that she had
 Was much stronger than the love she felt for me
 But staying with her and my little bit of wisdom
 Broke down her desires
 Like a light through a prism, into yellows and blues
 And the tune that I could not have sung
 Though the essence is gone
 I have no tears to cry for her
 My only thoughts of her are kind
 Her name was Joanne
 And she lived in a meadow by a pond
 She touched 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 run
 Though the essence is gone
 I have no tears to cry for her
 My only thoughts of her are kind
 Her name was Joanne
 And she lived in a meadow by a pond
 She touched 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 run
 For Joanne and the man and the time
 That made them both run