Here I am, like a stranger in the house I grew up in And learned right from wrong in, if I did Where the sun never shined enough on daddy's growing older And mother's never died in, but she did And I remember feeling guilty, cause I couldn't wait to leave here Though I loved him every way that I knew how So I packed up all my yesterdays and headed for tomorrow And it's almost tomorrow now And daddy's little girl is gone But where has the little girl gone? She bundled up her dirty jeans and teeny-bopper magazines In search of what her life's all about But the little rag doll named Charlie Brown In an old suitcase full of hand-me-downs And the loneliness she knew so much about And now the dreams that I trusted And all the plain things are rusty But here I am, a woman somehow And all those growing pains of yesterday Are gonna get me through tomorrow Cause it's almost tomorrow now And daddy's little girl is gone But where has the little girl gone? She bundled up her dirty jeans and teeny-bopper magazines In search of what her life's all about But the little rag doll named Charlie Brown In an old suitcase full of hand-me-downs And the loneliness she knew so much about But I can still remember when I used to gaze out this window Wondering who I was and what I would become And it just took a little while for me to get my head together Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done