To France (Mike Oldfield) |
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Sailing a restless sea Far from the islands. From a memory. Taking on water Into white water A fantasy The wind carries |
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Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. Don't you know you're Never going to get to France. |
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Territory. Roaming in far off Stories unfold, you're Like a shadow Walking on foreign grounds Searching for sanctuary. Over your shoulder |
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Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. You know you're Never going to get to France. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? |
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I see a picture By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how Dreams fade and shimmer? |
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Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? |
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Isn't it strange how Dreams fade and shimmer? By the lamp's flicker. I see a picture |
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Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to... Never going to get to France. Never going to... Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Never going to get to France. |
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