Point of View

Some days I walk with my head held high Other days I can't meet you eye to eye If that's really your point of view I think you're wrong And I think we're through I can tell myself that people have differences I can kid myself that it'll all be alright But when I'm lying awake in bed Staring out into the night I know in my heart that your heart is unhinged Cos the things that you say just make me cringe If that's really your point of view I think you're wrong And I think we're through Love can fight an army away But constant opposition can lay Waste to all the feelings inside And leave you feeling like the love has died Some days I walk with my head in the clouds Other days I feel like I'm shrouded in doubt If that's really your point of view I think you're wrong And I think we're through If that's your point of view That's really your point of view? If that's your point of view Then I think we're through