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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 |
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| And without really entering her world I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter That funny little girl |
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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 |
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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 (Slipping through my fingers all the time) Well, some of that we did but most we didn't And why I just don't know |
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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 |
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Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture And save it from the funny tricks of time Slipping through my fingers |
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Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile |
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