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 im losing her forever
and without really entering her world ,
im 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 whats in her mind ,
each time i think im close to know
she keeps on growing
slipping through my fingers all the time

what happened to the wonderful adventures ?
the places i had planed for us to go ?
well , some of that we did but most we didnt
and why i just dont know ..

sometimes i wish that i could freeze the picture
and save it from the funny tricks of time
slipping through my fingers

♥