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