Lyrics:

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

La-la-la
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