10 Slipping Through My Fingers/Me And I – Live

Written by: (B. Andersson / B. 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
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn’t
And 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
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile

Sometimes when I’m mad
there’s a part of me
that seems to be
a little sad
sometimes when I scream
there’s a voice in me
that says you shouldn’t
be so mean
oh no, oh no
part of me is acting
while the other
stands beside
yes, I am to myself
what Jekyll must have been to Hyde

We’re like sun
and rainy weather
sometimes we’re a hit
together
me and I
gloomy moods
and inspiration
we’re a funny combination
me and I
I don’t think I’m different
or in any way unique
think about yourself
for a minute and
you’ll find the
answer in it
everyone’s a freak

Sometimes I have toyed
with ideas that I got
from good old Dr Freud
nothing new of course
it may seem to you
I try to break
through open doors
oh no, oh no
I just wanna say
a lot of that
applies to me
’cause it’s an explanation
to my split identity

We’re like sun
and rainy weather
sometimes we’re a hit
together
me and I
gloomy moods
and inspiration
we’re a funny combination
me and I
I don’t think I’m different
or in any way unique
think about yourself
for a minute and
you’ll find the
answer in it
everyone’s a freak

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