(Brooker / Fisher / Reid) For you (whose eyes were opened wide whilst mine refused to see) I'm sore in need of saving grace. Be kind and humour me I'
For you whose eyes were opened wide Whilst mine refused to see I'm sore in need of saving grace Be kind and humor me I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat Where
Traduction: Procol Harum. À juste titre.
(Brooker / Fisher / Reid) For you (whose eyes were opened wide whilst mine refused to see) I'm sore in need of saving grace. Be kind and humour me I
: (Brooker / Fisher / Reid) For you (whose eyes were opened wide whilst mine refused to see) I'm sore in need of saving grace. Be kind and humour me