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