|   |   |   |   | |    ||   Sorry son, this is what I've done This is what I have 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 I see the sun in the trees And I feel the psychedelic breeze___ |   |   |   |   | |    || La la la   Sorry son, this is what I've done This is what I have done It was a long sad supper without you   Please don't hold me responsible I__I tried and I 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