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