Like a bird, on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way, to be free Like a worm, on a hook Like a knight in an old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee And if I, have been unkind I hope you will, let it go by And if I, I have been untrue I hope you know, it was not to you Like a babe, stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out to me But I swear, by this song By all that I have done wrong That I will make it, make it all up to you I saw a man leaning on his crutch And he said to me, "Why do you ask for so much" And I saw a woman; she was leaning in a door And she cried out to me, "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 But I swear, by this song And by all that I have done wrong That I will make it, make it all up to theeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
