Bird On The Wire

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 some old fashioned book
 I have saved all my ribbons for thee
 If I, if I have been unkind
 I hope that you can just let it go by
 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 for me
 But I swear by this song
 And by all that I have done wrong
 I will make, make it all up to thee
 I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch
 He said to me, "You must not ask for so much"
 And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door
 She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"
 Oh like a bird on the wire
 Like a drunk in a midnight choir
 I have tried in my way to be free