She's too old for the playground   She's too young for the graveyard   She's too wise for me to tell her I've got plans   She loves my CD collection   She's always on to the next one   I point to the map and she always understands      Beautiful, my little glory   You'll always be my baby girl   I don't want to hear your story   I can't bear to know your world      I call her up on the cell phone   More and more she is not home   She's out with her friends   And she wouldn't talk to me if she could      She sees me as an old man now   She's finding all her own bands now   And the sign on the door   To her room says closed for Good      Beautiful, my little glory   You'll always be my baby girl   I don't want to hear your story   I can't bear to know your world      I'm heading out off the front steps   Didn't think she would wake yet   But her voice says   Daddy, do you think you could give me a ride?      We plumb familiar city   The club is new but it's gritty   She takes my arm   And I let her lead me inside      A voice that's lovely and different   The music carries her intent   I feel her hand on my elbow and I let her steer   I catch her profile in side view   She turns and says, "I can see you   And I always knew there'd be a road back to here"      Beautiful, my little glory   You'll always be my baby girl   Won't you let me hear your story      Beautiful, my little glory   You'll always be my baby girl   I am following your story   I am leaving you the world