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