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