comme l´oiseau sur la branche
comme l´ivrogne dans le coeur de la nuit
j´ai cherche ma liberte.

like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in some midnight choir
i have tried in my way to be free.
like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
it was the shape, the shape of our love twisted me.
if i, if i have been unkind,
i hope you can, i hope you can just let it go by. (let it go by)
if i, if i have been untrue
it´s just that i thought a lover had to be some kind of liar too.

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
and by all that i have done wrong
i will make it all up to thee.
i saw a beggar, he was leaning on his wooden crutch,
he says to me, "come on now, you must not ask for so much."
and another pretty woman, she was leaning in her darkened door,
she cried out to me, "come on now, why don´t you ask, why don´t you ask for just a
little more?" (just a little more)

oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in some old midnight choir
i have tried in my way to be free.