[03:32.00]For you, whose eyes were opened wide
[03:32.00]Whilst mine refused to see
[03:32.00]I'm sore in need of saving grace
[03:32.00]Be kind and humour me
[03:32.00]I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat
[03:32.00]Where people speak but seldom meet
[03:32.00]And grief and laughter, strange but true
[03:32.00]Although they die, they seldom cry
[03:32.00]An ode by any other name, yeah
[03:32.00]I know might read more sweet
[03:32.00]Perhaps the sun will never shine
[03:32.00]Upon my field of wheat
[03:32.00]But still in closing, let me say
[03:32.00]For those too sick, yeah, too sick to see
[03:32.00]Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
[03:32.00]I wish that one was me
[03:32.00]An ode by any other name, yeah
[03:32.00]I know might read more sweet
[03:32.00]Perhaps the sun will never shine
[03:32.00]Upon my field of wheat
[03:32.00]But still in closin', let me say
[03:32.00]Yeah, for those too sick, too sick to see
[03:32.00]Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
[03:32.00]I wish that one was me
[03:32.00]Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
[03:32.00]I wish that someone was me
[03:32.00]Though not it shows, yes, someone knows
[03:32.00]I wish that someone was me