The Cranberries

Sorry son



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 will ride on my bicycle, I ride thinking of you As I'm riding on my tricycle, I ride La la la Sorry son Oh I am so sorry son