Bird On a Wire

Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk at a midnight choir, I

have tried in my way to be

free. Like a fish on a hook,

like a knight from some old

fashioned book, I have saved

all my ribbons for thee. If I

have been unkind, I hope that

you can just let it go by. If

I have been untrue, I hope

you know it was never to you.

Like a baby stillborn, like a

beast with its horn, I have

torn everyone who's reached

out to me. But I swear by

this song and by all that I

have done wrong, I will make

it all up to thee. I saw a

beggar leaning on his wooden

crutch. He said to me, "You

shouldn't ask for so much."

And a pretty woman kneeling

in her darkened door,

screamed out to me, "Why not

ask for more?" Like a bird on

a wire, like a drunk at some

midnight choir, I have tried

in my way to be free.