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