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