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