I hope that you can just let it go by
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch
She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"
If I, if I have been unkind
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have torn everyone who reached out for me
But I swear by this song
He said to me, "You must not ask for so much"
Oh, like a baby, stillborn
Like a worm on a hook
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
Oh, like a bird on the wire
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee
Like a beast with his horn
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
I hope you know it was never to you
I have tried in my way to be free
If I, if I have been untrue
