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