Luyện nghe bài hát Slipping Through My Fingers

School bag in
she home
in the morning
goodbye
with an absent-minded
I her go
with a of
that sadness
and I have to sit
for a
the feeling I'm
her forever
and without
entering her
I'm glad I
can her laughter
that little girl

Slipping through my
all the
I try to
minute
the in it
through my fingers
all the
do I really see
in her
each I think
I'm to knowing
she on growing
slipping through my
all the

Sleep in our
her and me
at the table
barely I
let precious go by
when she's gone
there's odd
melancholy
and a of
I can't deny
what to the
adventures
the I had
for us to go
well of that we did
but most we
and why I don't know

through my fingers...

Sometimes I
that I freeze
the
and it from
the tricks of time

in hand
she leaves
in the early
waving
an absent-minded smile