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| 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 I'm |
| Losing her forever |
| And without really |
| Entering her world |
| I'm glad whenever I can share |
| Her laughter that funny |
| Little girl |
| 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 what's in her mind |
| Each time I think |
| I'm close to knowing |
| She keeps on growing |
| Slipping through my fingers |
| All the time |
| Sleep in our eyes |
| Her and me at the breakfast table |
| Barely awake |
| I let precious time go by |
| Then when she's gone |
| There's that odd |
| Melancholy feeling |
| And a sense of guilt I can't deny |
| What happened to the |
| Wonderful adventures |
| The places I had planned |
| For us to go |
| Well some of that we did |
| But most we didn't |
| And why I just don't know |
| 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 what's in her mind |
| Each time I think |
| I'm close to knowing |
| She keeps on growing |
| 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 |
| Solo |
| Bridge: |
| Bridge: |
| Slipping through my fingers |
| All the time |
| Schoolbag in hand |
| She leaves home |
| In the early morning |
| Waving goodbye |
| With an absent minded smile |
