The kid is already breaking And he's just a little boy Throwing spiders and birds at children Gathering flowers and like-minded toys Sitting awkward upon his pedestal Exhaling mandalas from his mouth We are wondering if he's alright We are wondering if he still eats We are wondering if we did wrong When we told him that we believed Is he soon to be subsumed In the hissing sound of scrutiny? Is he soon to be alone With his fingers and thumbs shaking? Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry (ooh, la-la-la) I only really wanted to help But I know you've got to be careful (ooh, la-la-la) And you've got to always be strong It's your gift, but it's sometimes your weakness too (ooh, la-la-la) You've just got to always be strong Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry (ooh, la-la-la) I did the best I knew how to do Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry (ooh, la-la-la) I wish I could have thought only of you