It hurts to know that you,
could slip through my fingers,
like sand through an hourglass,
over something as simple,
as substance.
It's always been love over substance,
has it not been clear?

But yet I'm finding it,
hard to let go of something,
that's held me, and propped me up,
for ever so long.

It's always been love over substance,
but your trying to change my habits,
my way of life,
and all I'm trying to change,
is your mind.