Like a bird on a wireLike a drunk in a midnight choirI have tried in my way to be freeLike a fish on a hookLike a knight from an old fashioned bookI have saved all my ribbons with thee
And if I have been unkindI hope that you will just let it go byAnd if I have been untrueI hope you know it was never to you
Like a baby stillbornLike a beast with his hornI have torn everyone who reached out for me
But I swear by this songBy all I have done wrongI'll make it all up to you
I saw a young man leaning on his wooden crutchHe called out to me: don't ask for so muchAnd a young man leaning on his darkened doorHe cried out to me: hey, why not ask for more?
Like a bird on a wireLike a drunk in a midnight choirI have tried in my way to be free