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 line in some old fashion book I have saved all my ribbons for thee And if I, if I have been unkind I just hope you will let it go by And if I, if I have been untrue I just hope you know it was never to you Like a baby still born Like a beast with it's horns I have torn everyone that reached out to me
But I swear by this song and by all I have done wrong I'll make it all up to thee Saw a young man leaning on his wooden crutch He called out to me don't ask for so much And a young woman leaning in her darkened door She cried out to me 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