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