..en liten tanke när jag hör denna låt...
jag e så rädd att tiden ska springa iväg..
att jag inte ska ta vara på varenda sekund med min flicka..
Slipping Through My Fingers
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 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 shes gone theres that odd melancholy feeling And a sense of guilt I cant 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 didnt And why I just dont 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 whats in her mind Each time I think Im 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...Slipping through my fingers all the time. Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning, Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...
Lilly, mamma älskar dig mest av allt...
söndag 15 mars 2009
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