It's the way I see it, and oh what a point of view 

It's the line that calms us all, like a bell on fire 

It's the line that calms us all, and how we love the call 

Aim the sound at me 



The small wall, the long haul up 

Where candor always leads the conversation 

The center of cities, it is divided 

But it has no imperfection 



It's the wall that holds us there 

I'm thinking I can fly now 

It's the wall that holds us there 

As the city draws us down 

I hear Mexico 



Above all, are we out for contact? 

Oh, can't I 



And I could be an anchor 

Drop me in the bay and watch me hold you steady 



It's the way I see it and oh what a point of view 



And I could be an anchor 

Drop me in the bay and watch me hold you steady 



Hold you 

It's the way I see it