Bird On A Wire

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 in some old fashioned 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 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 to me.



But I swear by this song,

And by all that I have done wrong,

I'll make it all up to thee.



I 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.