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