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Into white water Taking on water Far from the islands. Sailing a restless sea From a memory. The wind carries A fantasy |
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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. Never going to get to France. |
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Roaming in far off Over your shoulder Searching for sanctuary. Walking on foreign grounds Like a shadow Territory. Stories unfold, you're |
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Never going to get to France. 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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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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Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? 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 get to France. Never going to... Never going to get to France. |
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