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 from an old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons with thee

Like a baby stillborn
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me

But i swear by all i have done wrong
I'll make it all up to you

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch
He called out to me
'Don't ask for so much'

And a young man leaning on his darkened door
He 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 way to be free