I met you on the palisades
The sun was spilling kerosene
And I was feeling wide awake
Girl, you can be so obscene
And when you sang a lullaby
A missionary called your name
You disappeared and hopped a flight
This is a song for no one
This is a song for no one
I think I own a photograph
That shows her in the freezing rain
With the Italians on the bank
They know how to entertain
A string of pearls behind your head
A music box to catch your tears
Now call your mother in L.A.
She hasn't heard your voice in years
This is a song for no one
This is a song for no one
This is a song for no one
This is a song for no one
And don't close your eyes
This is a song for no one
This is a song for no one
This is a song for no one