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 awhile.
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
The 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 I 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...
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 awhile.
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
The 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 I 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...
In a few days I'll be blessed to spend some time with my daughter again. And although I'm looking forward to the "friend" time I will have in Manilowland, I have to say I miss my little girl and I can't wait to see her again. And this song by ABBA says it all. The time goes by so fast, literally slipping through our fingers, and I treasure every moment we spend together. Just yesterday I was holding her in my arms and now she's a beautiful young woman who makes me proud every single day. She brings me unspeakable joy and is God's greatest blessing in my life.
5 days and counting,
Texas Fan
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I bawled like a baby when that song was sung in Mamma Mia! I had one of my daughters on each side of me and OMG what an emotional few minutes those were! I also got a wee bit emotional during "Dancing Queen" ...My very best friend was also with me and it brought back memories of her and I singing into our hairbrushes in front of the bathroom mirror! Ahhh the good ole days lol
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