Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
Like a fish on a hook
Like a knight from an old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons with thee
And if I have been unkind
I hope that you will just let it go by
And if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you
Like a baby stillborn
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me
But I swear by this song
By all I have done wrong
I'll make it all up to you
I saw a young man leaning on his wooden crutch
He called out to me: don't ask for so much
And a young man leaning on his darkened door
He cried out to me: hey, why not ask for more?
Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free