Sorry Sons        
             
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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