To France lyrics
Taking on water, Sailing a restless sea From a memory, A
fantasy. The wind carries Into white water, Far from the
islands. Don't you know you're 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? Walking on foreign ground, Like a
shadow, Roaming in far off Territory. Over your shoulder, Stories
unfold, you're Searching for sanctuary. You know you're Never going to
get to France... I see a picture By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it
strange how Dreams fade and shimmer? Never going to get to France... I
see a picture By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how Dreams fade
and shimmer? Never going to get to France... 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...
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