Slipping Through My Fingers – ABBA

G            Gm
Schoolbag in hand
           D           F#m
She leaves home in the early morning
G          Gm
Waving goodbye
        D             F#m
With an absent-minded smile
G           Gm
I watch her go
        D            F#m
With a surge of that well-known sadness
G             A              D
And I have to sit down for a while

    G                A             D    F#
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
    G              A            D
And without really entering her world
    G             A               D
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
     A            D
That funny little girl

                    G               D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
         F#m           Em
I try to capture every minute
G             D
  The feeling in it
                    A               D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
            G                 D
Do I really see what's in her mind
            F#m                Em
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
G              D
  She keeps on growing
                    A               D
Slipping through my fingers all the time

G            Gm
Sleep in our eyes
        D         F#m
Her and me at the breakfast table
G       Gm
Barely awake
      D                F#m
I let precious time go by
G               Gm
Then when she's gone
             D        F#m
There's that odd melancholy feeling
G              A             D
And a sense of guilt I can't deny

     G               A         D          F#
What happened to the wonderful adventures
    G            A                 D
The places I had planned for us to go
(slipping through my fingers all the time)
     G               A
Well some of that we did
            D
But most we didn't
    A                D
And why I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers...

G                     A                  D       F#
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
G                    A               D
And save it from the funny tricks of time
                    G       A  D
Slipping through my fingers...

G            Gm
Schoolbag in hand
           D           F#m
She leaves home in the early morning
G          Gm
Waving goodbye
        D
With an absent-minded smile...