Wednesday, July 16, 2008

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 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

Ever felt like you missed your mum so much??? Was watching Mamma Mia!, and this part really touched me... couldn't help crying... I guess time just passes so fast... And before you know it... You're 22... and all that you can do to remember the memories is look at photographs...

I wonder if my mum felt the same... when I left for Australia... That I was slipping through her fingers... (No wonder they refused to give me a key for my 21st birthday...)

Sigh... I guess there are times where a girl feels alone... and all... and I guess this is a time where I want my mummy :'( U know how mums have that special ability to kiss you when you fall down and make it better??? And they just smell so good of roses and talcum powder... and their cuddles just make everything better??? Mums just look at you with those eyes that say "I understand" (maybe mine will only laugh) but... yeah... I wish my mummy was here... BUT... she'll only laugh at my plight :P

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