Point of View

[Verse 1]
Always been one of the few
Straining my way out to make a point of view
Easily caught by the wind
My lips have melted off my skin

[Chorus]
What am I?
What am I?
Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky

[Verse 2]
My head rolling in the dirt
It's like a mountain of aged paperwork
Up so high touching the moon
I'd like to call you up
Won't happen soon

[Chorus]
So hold the line (Hold the line)
Hold the line (Hold the line)
Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky

[Bridge]
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh

[Chorus]
So hold the line (Hold the line)
Hold the line (Hold the line)
Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky
So hold the line (Hold the line)
Hold the line (Hold the line)
Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky