Intro :
Like a b ird on a w ire like a d runk in a midnight c hoir.
I have t ried in my w ays to be f ree.
Like a f ish on a h ook like a k night in some old fashioned b ook.
I have s aved all my r ibbons for t hee.
And if I if I have been unk ind.
I just h ope you will let it go b y.
And if I if I have been unt rue.
I just h ope you know it was never to y ou.
Like a b aby stillb orn like a b east with his h orn.
I have t orn everyo ne who reached out to m e.
But I s wearby this s ongand by a ll that I have done w rong.
I 'll make it a ll up to t hee.
I saw a y oung man leaning on his wooden c rutch.
He called o ut to me don't ask for so m uch.
And a y oung woman leaning in her darkened d oor.
She cried o ut to me hey why not ask for m ore.
Like a b ird on a w ire like a d runk in a midnight c hoir.
I have t ried in my w ays to be f ree.