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