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