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