Bonnie Tyler - A Whiter Shade Of Pale lyrics

We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels across the floor I was feeling kind of seasick 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 So it was 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 As I wandered through my playing cards And could 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 So it was later As the miller told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale So it was later As the miller told his tale That her face at first just ghostly Turned a whiter shade of pale