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