(verse 1)
her name was jo ann, and she lived in a meadow by a pond.
and 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 to desperation
and i saw as she wept a most hopless situation
for jo ann and the man and the time that made them both run.
(verse 2)
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 the light through a prism
into yellows and blues and the tune that i could not have sung.
(transition)
though the essence is gone, i have no tears to cry for her
and my only thoughts of her are kind.
(repeat verse 1)