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 drove away And 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 someone who had been so close could be so far away And became the girl from yesterday
She doesn't know what's 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 while he's away Because she knows deep in her That he'll be back someday
The light's on in the window; she's waiting by the phone Talking a memory that's never coming home She dreams of his returning and the things that he might say she'll always be the girl from yesterday Yeh, she'll always be the girl from yesterday