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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 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
Другие тексты без альбома CRANBERRIES
- Away
- Nothing Left at All
- Uncertain
- Baby Blues
- Paparazzi on Mopeds
- Pathetic Sense
- What You Were
- Pathetic Senses
- Woman Without Pride
- Crazy
- Yesterday's Gone
- Ave Maria
- Reason
- So Cold in Ireland
- Close to You
- So Cold in Ireland & Quot;)
- False
- Sorry Son
- Go Your Own Way
- Still Can't Recognize The Way I Feel
- Liar
- God Be With You
- Sweetest Thing
- I Don't Need
- Take My Soul Away
- In The Ghetto
- The Sun Does Rise
- Like You Used To
- The Sweetest Thing
- Them
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