Luyện nghe bài hát Slipping Through My Fingers (From "Mamma Mia")

Schoolbag in hand, she home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded
I watch her go with a surge of well-known sadness

And I have to sit down for a
The that I'm losing her forever
And without really her world
I'm glad I can share her laughter
That little girl

through my fingers all the time
I try to capture minute
The in it
Slipping my fingers all the time
Do I really see in her mind
Each time I think I'm to knowing
She on growing
Slipping through my all the time

in our eyes,
Her and me at the breakfast
Barely awake, I let precious go by
Then she's gone,
There's that odd melancholy
And a sense of I can't deny
What happened to the adventures
The places I had for us to go
(Slipping my fingers all the time)

Well, some of that we did but most we
And why, I just don't
Slipping through my all the time
I try to every minute
The in it
through my fingers all the time
Do I really see in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to

She on growing
through my fingers all the time
Sometimes I wish that I freeze the picture

And save it from the funny of time
Slipping my fingers
through my fingers all the time
Schoolbag in hand she leaves in the early morning
goodbye with an absent-minded smile