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