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