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'm lost amidst a sea of wheat
Where people speak but seldom meet
And grief and laughter, strange but true
Although they die, they seldom cry
An ode by any other name, yeah
I know might read more sweet
Perhaps the sun will never shine
Upon my field of wheat
But still in closing, let me say
For those too sick, yeah, too sick to see
Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
I wish that one was me
An ode by any other name, yeah
I know might read more sweet
Perhaps the sun will never shine
Upon my field of wheat
But still in closing, let me say
Yeah, for those too sick, too sick to see
Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
I wish that one was me
Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
I wish that one was me
Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
- :
- Miscellaneous
- Procol Harum
- Broken Barricades
- Exotic Birds And Fruit
- Shine On Brightly
- In Concert With The Danish National Concert Orchestra And...
- Some Long Road
- Spirit Of Nøkken
- One More Time (Live In Utrecht)
- Ensemble - "Terra" new edition
- MMX
- All About - Reclam Musik Edition 2 Epic Rock
- Rehearsal (Live In Copenhagen DVD)
- The Ultimate 60s Collection
- The Sound of Magic
- Grandes Éxitos 1967
- Grand Hotel
- Then and Now, the Best of Procol Harum
- Live: In Concert With the Edmonton Symphony Orchestra
- A White Shade of Pale