Song Lyrics

(for Chrissy, somewhere in Alaska)

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

~ Michael Nesmith