Текст песни ABBA - Slipping Through My Fingers
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Текст песни ABBA - Slipping Through My Fingers
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morningWaving goodbye with an absent-minded smileI watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadnessAnd I have to sit down for a whileThe feeling that I'm losing her foreverAnd without really entering her worldI'm glad whenever I can share her laughter( )That funny little girlSlipping through my fingers all the timeI try to capture every minuteThe feeling in itSlipping through my fingers all the timeDo I really see what's in her mindEach time I think I'm close to knowingShe keeps on growingSlipping through my fingers all the timeSleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast tableBarely awake, I let precious time go byThen when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feelingAnd a sense of guilt I can't denyWhat happened to the wonderful adventuresThe 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'tAnd why I just don't knowSlipping through my fingers all the timeI try to capture every minuteThe feeling in itSlipping through my fingers all the timeDo I really see what's in her mind