Sorry son, this is what I've done This is what I've done It was a long sad supper without you I had to be cruel to be kind We have to leave the past behind
La la la
And isn't it strange how people can change And isn't it weird how people I feared They all seem worthless now I will ride on my bicycle, I ride thinking of you
As I'm riding on my tricycle, I ride I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze And I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze Sorry son, this is what I've done
This is what I've done It was a long sad supper without you Please don't hold me responsible I tried and tried
It wasn't the same without my brain It wasn't a game, it wasn't a game
Oh not now
I will ride on my bicycle, I ride thinking of you As I'm riding on my tricycle, I ride I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze
La la la
Sorry son
Oh I am so sorry son |
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