Saturday, January 12, 2013

...the girl from yesterday...




It wasn't really sad the way they said good-bye 
Or maybe it just hurt so bad she couldn't cry 
He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away 
And she became the girl from yesterday 

He took a plane across the sea 
To some foreign land 
She stayed at home and tried so hard to understand 
How someone who had been so close could be so far away 
And she became the girl from yesterday 

She doesn't know what's right 
She doesn't know what's wrong 
She only knows the pain that comes from waiting for so long 
And she doesn't count the teardrops 
That she's cried while he's away 
Because she knows deep in her heart 
That he'll be back someday 

The light's on in the window; she's waiting by the phone 
Talking to a memory that's never coming home 
She dreams of his returning and the things that he might say 
But she'll always be the girl from yesterday 
Yeh, she'll always be the girl from yesterday


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