bird on a wire
bonamassa, joe
like a drunk in a midnight choir
i have tried in my way to be free
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 untrue
i hope you know it was never to you
like a beast with his horn
i have torn everyone who reached out for me
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"