Bird on the Wire

Like a bird on the wire,like a drunk in a midnight choir

I have tried in my way to be free.

Like a worm （fish） on a hook,like a knight from some old fashioned book

I have saved all my ribbons for thee.

If I, if I have been unkind,I hope that you can just let it go by.

If I, if I have been untrue,I hope you know it was never to you.

Like a baby, still born,like a beast with his horn

I have torn everyone who reached out for 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 must not ask for so much."

And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,

she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"

Oh like a bird on the wire,

like a drunk in a midnight choir have tried in my way to be free.