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