Slipping through my fingers

Verse:
G            Gm
Schoolbag in hand
          D            F#m
She leaves home in the early morning
G      Gm
Waving goodbye
      D            F#m
With an absent-minded smile
G          G#m
I watch her go
      D            F#m
With a surge of that well-known sadness
G            A            Dsus4       D
And I have to sit down for a while  
    G                  A            D      F#
The feeling that I'm loosing her forever 
G                  A         D
And without really entering her world
G               A                  D          A            Dsus4      D
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter, that funny little girl 
 
Chorus:
G                  A            D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
          F#m      Em
I try to capture every minute
          D
The feeling in it
                  A            Dsus4      D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
            G            D
Do I really see what's in her mind
            F#m            Em
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
            D
She keeps on growing
                  A            Dsus4      D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
 
Verse:
G            Gm
Sleep in our eyes
      D      F#m
Her and me at the breakfast table
G      Gm
Barely awake
D                  F#m
I let precious time go by
G            Gm
Then when she's gone
            D      F#m
There's that odd melancholy feeling
G            A            Dsus4      D
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
      G            A      D
What happened to the wonderful adventures
      G      A                D
The places I had planned for us to go -slipping through my fingers all the time-
G                  A
Well some of that we did
            D
But most we didn't
A                  Dsus4      D
And why I just don't know
 
Chorus:
G                  A            D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
          F#m      Em
I try to capture every minute
          D
The feeling in it
                  A            Dsus4      D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
            G            D
Do I really see what's in her mind
            F#m            Em
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
            D
She keeps on growing
                  A            Dsus4      D
Slipping through my fingers all the time
 
 
G                  A                  D      F#m
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
G                   A            D
And save it from the funny tricks of time
G                  A
Slipping through my fingers 
 
 
G            Gm
Schoolbag in hand
D                  F#m
She leaves home in the early morning
G      Gm            D            F#m
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile