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School bag in handShe leaves homeIn the early morningWaving goodbyeWith an absent-minded smileI watch her goWith a surge ofThat well-known sadnessAnd I have to sit downFor a whileThe feeling that I'mLoosin her foreverAnd without reallyEntering her worldI'm glad whenever ICan share her laughterThat funny little girlSlipping through my fingersAll the timeI try to captureEvery minuteLetras de cancionesThe feeling in itSlipping through my fingersAll the timeDo I really see what'sIn her mindEach time I thinkI'm close to knowingShe keeps on growingSlipping through my fingersAll the timeSleep in our eyesHer and meAt the breakfast tableBarely awake ILet precious time go byThen when she's goneThere's that oddMelancholy feelingAnd a sense ofGuilt I can't denyWhat happened to theWonderful adventuresThe places I hadPlanned for us to goWell some of that we didBut most we didn'tAnd why I just don't knowSlipping through my fingersSometimes I wishThat I could freezeThe pictureAnd save it fromThe funny tricks of timeSchoolbag in handShe leaves homeIn the early morningWaving goodbyeWith an absent-minded smile
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"Slipping Through My Fingers" as written by Benny/ulvaeus Andersson
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