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
(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'
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(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
