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
Compositores: Dolores Mary Oriordan (IMRO), Noel Anthony Hogan (IMRO)Editor: Bbk Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 1999 e lançado em 2001 (30/Mar)ECAD verificado obra #124489 e fonograma #1937447 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM