It just took a little while for me to get my head together
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done
Here I am like a stranger in the house I grew up in
And learned right from wrong, and if I did
Well, the sun never shined enough on Daddy's growing older
And Mother's never died, and but she did
And I remember feeling guilty cause I couldn't wait to leave here
Though I loved them 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's the little girl gone?
She bundled up her dirty jeans
And turned around and said,
She bought her magazines in search of what her life was all about
With a little write-down in Charlie Brown
And an old suitcase full of hand-me-downs
Of loneliness she knew so much about
And all the dreams that I trusted
And all the playthings have rusted
And here I am, a woman, somehow
And all those growing pains of yesterday
Are gonna get me through tomorrow
Cause it's almost tomorrow
Well, it's almost time for me to go now
And Daddy's little girl is gone
But where's the little girl gone?
She bundled up her dirty jeans
And teeny popper magazines
In search of what her life was all about
With a little write-down in Charlie Brown
And an old suitcase full of hand-me-downs
Of loneliness she knew so much about
Oh, but I can still remember where she began



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 myself together.
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done.
Oh yes, 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.
Oh yes, I can still remember when I used to gaze out this window wondering who I was and what I would become.