"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
back in early february, in chennai, lying on the bed, 'the girl from yesterday' was listening to this particular song from the "hell freezes over " album of the eagles... trying extremely hard to believe that she was definitely not the girl from yesterday... trying hard not to think of the days gone by....wishing and hoping against hopes that the person sleeping next to her is definitely not the one who could even think of his life without her. one who would always be with her... never knew why he wud be though...never asked that question...coz never needed to.. never thought would come down to questioning it. questioning the love for him.
the pain is very real. but the pretence lives on....'the girl from yesterday' lives on on the inside just as it is. just as eagles wrote it. as if living the life this girl from yesterday....the pretence lives on. the pain and the smiles stay together
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
back in early february, in chennai, lying on the bed, 'the girl from yesterday' was listening to this particular song from the "hell freezes over " album of the eagles... trying extremely hard to believe that she was definitely not the girl from yesterday... trying hard not to think of the days gone by....wishing and hoping against hopes that the person sleeping next to her is definitely not the one who could even think of his life without her. one who would always be with her... never knew why he wud be though...never asked that question...coz never needed to.. never thought would come down to questioning it. questioning the love for him.
the pain is very real. but the pretence lives on....'the girl from yesterday' lives on on the inside just as it is. just as eagles wrote it. as if living the life this girl from yesterday....the pretence lives on. the pain and the smiles stay together
3 comments:
:) id write more in true awe... but ur word verification- bmxwklq- eats up my daily word limit!:)
but as the sayin goes- tomorrow is another day!:-)
Hiya there... how have u been???
:)
reply!!!!
hi mark....i know the word verification bit is very irritating.....
but well its to save me from the stupid adverts im dealing with otherwise....(u know the 'viagra' kinds....)
hi velu!!!
im alive and well ...thank you...but the only thing is there is a severe lack of time.....
how are you....
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