[00:00.000] 作曲 : Benny Andersson/Björn Ulvaeus
[00:01.693]Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
[00:08.699]Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
[00:17.704]I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
[00:24.952]And I have to sit down for a while
[00:31.199]The feeling that I'm losing her forever
[00:38.454]And without really entering her world
[00:45.196]I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
[00:50.199]That funny little girl
[00:54.950]Slipping through my fingers all the time
[00:57.960]I try to capture every minute
[01:03.464]The feeling in it
[01:05.459]Slipping through my fingers all the time
[01:09.197]Do I really see what's in her mind?
[01:12.204]Each time I think I'm close to knowing
[01:17.196]She keeps on growing
[01:19.208]Slipping through my fingers all the time
[01:25.452]Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
[01:32.445]Barely awake, I let precious time go by
[01:41.208]Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling
[01:47.952]And a sense of guilt I can't deny
[01:54.962]What happened to the wonderful adventures
[02:02.199]The places I had planned for us to go?
[02:08.946]Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
[02:14.213]But why? I just don't know
[02:18.451]Slipping through my fingers all the time
[02:21.704]I try to capture every minute
[02:26.705]The feeling in it
[02:28.928]Slipping through my fingers all the time
[02:32.668]Do I really see what's in her mind?
[02:35.442]Each time I think I'm close to knowing
[02:40.700]She keeps on growing
[02:42.698]Slipping through my fingers all the time
[02:48.697]Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
[02:55.703]And save it from the funny tricks of time
[03:00.449]Slipping through my fingers all the time
[03:20.197]Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
[03:27.939]Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

作曲 : Benny Andersson/Björn Ulvaeus
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?
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
But 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 all the time
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile