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