Like a bird on a wire like a drunk in a midnight choir. I have tried in my ways 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 just 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 swearby this songand 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 hey why not ask for more. Like a bird on a wire like a drunk in a midnight choir. I have tried in my ways to be free.