Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk at a midnight choir, I
have tried in my way to be
free. Like a fish on a hook,
like a knight from some old
fashioned book, I have saved
all my ribbons for thee. If I
have been unkind, I hope that
you can just let it go by. If
I have been untrue, I hope
you know it was never to you.
Like a baby stillborn, like a
beast with its horn, I have
torn everyone who's reached
out to me. But I swear by
this song and by all that I
have done wrong, I will make
it all up to thee. I saw a
beggar leaning on his wooden
crutch. He said to me, "You
shouldn't ask for so much."
And a pretty woman kneeling
in her darkened door,
screamed out to me, "Why not
ask for more?" Like a bird on
a wire, like a drunk at some
midnight choir, I have tried
in my way to be free.