Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from an old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
And If I, if I have been unkind,
Well I hope that you just let it go by.
And If I, if I have been untrue
Well I hope you know it wasn't ever to you.
Like a bird, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
I swear by all that I did wrong
I will make, I will make it all up to you babe.
I saw a beggar leaning on a wooden crate,
Well he cried out to me, "Don't ask for so much."
And a pretty woman standing by her darkened door,
Well she said to me, "Why not ask for more?"
Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.