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