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