[ti:A Whiter Shade of Pale]
[ar:Sarah Brightman]
[al:]
[offset:0]
[00:27.87]We skipped the light Fandango
[00:33.79]And turned cartwheels across the floor
[00:37.80]
[00:40.54]I was feeling kind of seasick
[00:44.47]
[00:46.90]But the crowd called out for more
[00:50.83]
[00:53.39]The room was humming harder
[00:57.26]
[00:59.88]As the ceiling flew away
[01:03.50]
[01:06.43]When we called out for another drink
[01:10.74]
[01:12.99]The waiter brought a tray
[01:16.60]And so it was that later
[01:23.97]
[01:25.97]As the miller told his tale
[01:28.89]
[01:32.57]That her face at first just ghostly
[01:35.57]
[01:37.07]Turned a whiter shade of pale
[01:43.37]
[01:45.49]She said "There is no reason...
[01:49.67]
[01:51.67]And the truth is plain to see"
[01:55.23]
[01:58.47]But I wandered through my playing cards
[02:02.03]
[02:05.03]And would not let her be
[02:09.08]
[02:11.21]One of sixteen vestal virgins
[02:14.69]
[02:17.82]Who were leaving for the coast
[02:21.00]
[02:24.30]And although my eyes were open
[02:28.36]
[02:30.37]They might just as well have been closed
[02:34.54]And so it was that later
[02:41.65]
[02:43.71]As the miller told his tale
[02:47.21]
[02:50.34]That her face at first just ghostly
[02:53.38]
[02:54.76]Turned a whiter shade of pale
[ar:Sarah Brightman]
[al:]
[offset:0]
[00:27.87]We skipped the light Fandango
[00:33.79]And turned cartwheels across the floor
[00:37.80]
[00:40.54]I was feeling kind of seasick
[00:44.47]
[00:46.90]But the crowd called out for more
[00:50.83]
[00:53.39]The room was humming harder
[00:57.26]
[00:59.88]As the ceiling flew away
[01:03.50]
[01:06.43]When we called out for another drink
[01:10.74]
[01:12.99]The waiter brought a tray
[01:16.60]And so it was that later
[01:23.97]
[01:25.97]As the miller told his tale
[01:28.89]
[01:32.57]That her face at first just ghostly
[01:35.57]
[01:37.07]Turned a whiter shade of pale
[01:43.37]
[01:45.49]She said "There is no reason...
[01:49.67]
[01:51.67]And the truth is plain to see"
[01:55.23]
[01:58.47]But I wandered through my playing cards
[02:02.03]
[02:05.03]And would not let her be
[02:09.08]
[02:11.21]One of sixteen vestal virgins
[02:14.69]
[02:17.82]Who were leaving for the coast
[02:21.00]
[02:24.30]And although my eyes were open
[02:28.36]
[02:30.37]They might just as well have been closed
[02:34.54]And so it was that later
[02:41.65]
[02:43.71]As the miller told his tale
[02:47.21]
[02:50.34]That her face at first just ghostly
[02:53.38]
[02:54.76]Turned a whiter shade of pale