SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS

(Bbm)School bag in hand,

she leaves (Am)home in the ear ly morn ing,

wav ing good bye

with an (Am)ab sent mind ed smile.

(Bbm)I watch her go

with a (Am)surge of that well known sad ness, (Bb)and I have to (C)sit down for a (F)while.

The (C)feel ing that I’m los ing her for (F)ev er,

and (Bb)with out real ly (C)en ter ing her (F)world.

I’m (C)glad when ev er I can share her (F)laugh ter, that (Csus)fun ny (C)lit tle (F)girl.

Slip ping through my (F)fin gers all the time, I try to (Gm)cap ture ev ’ry min ute,

the (Bb)feel ing (F)in it.

Slip ping through my (Csus)fin gers (C)all the (Bb)time, do I real ly see what’s in her (F)mind?

Each time I (Am)think I’m close to (Bb)know ing,

she keeps on (F)grow ing.

Slip ping through my (Csus)fin gers (C)all the (F)time.

(Bbm)Sleep in our eyes,

her and (Am)me at the break fast ta ble,

bare ly a wake,

I let (Am)pre cious time go by.

(Bbm)Then when she’s gone,

there’s that (Am)old mel an chol y feel ing (Bb)and a sense of (C)guilt I can’t de (F)ny,

What (C)hap pened to the won der ful ad (F)ven tures,

the (Bb)plac es I had (C)planned for us to (F)go?

Well, (C)some of that we did, but most we (F)did n’t and (Csus)why, I (C)just don’t (F)know.

Slip ping through my (F)fin gers all the time, I try to (Gm)cap ture ev ’ry min ute,

the (Bb)feel ing (F)in it.

Slip ping through my (Csus)fin gers (C)all the (Bb)time, do I real ly see what’s in her (F)mind?

Each time I (Am)think I’m close to (Bb)know ing,

she keeps on (F)grow ing.

Slip ping through my (Csus)fin gers (C)all the (F)time.

(F)time.

Some (C)times I wish that I could freeze the (F)pic ture

and (Bb)save it from the (C)fun ny tricks of (F)time.

Slip ping through my (Bb)fin (C)gers.

Slip ping through my (F)time.

(Bb)School

bag in (Bbm)hand, she leaves (Am)home in the ear ly morn ing,

wav ing good (Bbm)bye

with an (F)ab sent mind ed (Am)smile.