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Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning |
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waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile |
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I watch her go with a surge of that well known sadnessand |
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and I have to sit down for a while |
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the feeling that I'm losing her forever |
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and without really entering her world |
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I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter |
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that funny little girl |
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Slipping through my fingers all the time |
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I try to capture every minute |
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the feeling in it slipping through my fingers all the time |
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do I really see what's in her mind |
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each time I think I'm close to knowing |
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she keeps on growing |
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slipping through my fingers all the time |
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Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table |
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barely awake I let precious time go by |
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then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholyc feeling |
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and a sense of guilt I can't deny |
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what happened to the wonderful adventures |
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the places I had planned for us to go |
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well, some of that we did, but most we didn't |
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and why, I just don't know |
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Slipping through my fingers all the time |
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I try to capture every minute |
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the feeling in it slipping through my fingers all the time |
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do I really see what's in her mind |
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each time I think I'm close to knowing |
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she keeps on growing slipping through my fingers all the time |
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sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture |
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and save it from the funny tricks of time |
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(slipping through my fingers) |
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Slipping through my fingers all the time |
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Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning |
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waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile |
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