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