Slipping trough my fingers (ABBA)

G B D F#mi 1. Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning G B D F# Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile G B D F#mi I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness G A D And I have to sit down for a while. G A D F#mi The feeling that I'm losing her forever G A D And without really entering her world G A D Im glad whenever I can share her laughter A Dsus4 D That funny little girl D Emi D R: Slipping through my fingers all the time F#mi G I try to capture every minute D The feeling in it A D Slipping through my fingers all the time Emi D Do I really see whats in her mind F#mi G Each time I think I'm close to knowing D She keeps on growing G A D Slipping through my fingers all the time 2. Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table Barely awake, I let precious time go by Then when shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling And a sense of guilt I cant deny What happened to the wonderful adventures The Gplaces I had planned for us to go (slipping through my fingers all the time) Well, some of that we did but most we didnt And Awhy I just dont know R: G A D F#mi 3. Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture G A D And save it from the funny tricks of time Slipping through my Gfingers...D G B D F#mi 4. Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning G B D F# Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...