Like a bird on a wire Like a [bad word] 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

And if I have been unkind I hope that you will just let it go by And if I have been [bad word] 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 By all I have done wrong I'll make it all up to you

I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden [bad word] 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 [bad word] in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free