| It wasn’t really sad the way they said good-bye
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| Or maybe it just hurt so bad she couldn’t cry
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| He packed his things, walked out the door and drove away
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| And she became the girl from yesterday
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| He took a plane across the sea to some foreign land
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| She stayed at home and tried so hard to understand
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| How someone who had been so close could be so far away
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| And she became the girl from yesterday
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| She doesn’t know what’s right
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| She doesn’t know what’s wrong
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| She only knows the pain that comes from waiting so long
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| And she doesn’t count the teardrops
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| That she’s cried while he’s away
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| Because she knows deep in her heart
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| That he’ll be back someday
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| The light’s on in the window; |
| she’s waiting by the phone
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| Talking to a memory that’s never coming home
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| She dreams of his returning and the things that he might say
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| But she’ll always be the girl from yesterday
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| Yeah, she’ll always be the girl from yesterday |