Grains of Sand (Alternate Version)

Soft and Gentle, grains of sand
Oh how I want to hold you, in my hand

The more I grip, the more you slip

I want you to see
That we are meant to be

But the more I grip, the more you slip

So I decided to let you go
If you really love me, I will know

and what I thought, wasn't so
the breeze, the sand and me, let it be, let it be.