Abba - Slipping through my fingers      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    (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       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       Slipping through my fingers all the time       Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning    Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile