Slipping Through My Fingers

ABBA

1. Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
   Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
   I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
   And I have to sit down for a while
   The feeling that Im losing her forever 
   And without really entering her world
   Im glad whenever I can share her laughter
   That funny little girl 

R: Slipping through my fingers all the time
   I try to capture every minute
   The feeling in it
   Slipping through my fingers all the time
   Do I really see whats in her mind
   Each time I think Im close to knowing
   She keeps on growing
   Slipping through my fingers all the time

2. Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
   Barely awake, I let precious time go by
   Then when shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling
   And a sense of guilt I cant deny
   What happened to the wonderful adventures 
   The places I had planned for us to go
   (slipping through my fingers all the time)
   Well, some of that we did but most we didnt
   And why I just dont know 

R: Slipping through my fingers all the time...

   Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
   And save it from the funny tricks of time
   Slipping through my fingers...
   
   Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
   Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...