A Whiter Shade of Pale. [Annie Lennox].

A Whiter Shade of Pale.
Written by Procol Harum.

Lyrics:

We skipped the light Fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick

But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away

When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later

As the Miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said "There is no reason"
"And the truth is plain to see"
But I wandered through my playing cards

And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open
They might just as well have been closed

And so it was later

As the Miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

And so it was later

As the Miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale

A whiter shade of pale
Turned a whiter shade of pale
A whiter shade of pale
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