To France

Taking on water, sailing a restless sea from a memory
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. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?

I see a picture by the lamp's flicker
Isn't it strange how dreams fade and shimmer?

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?

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?

Never going to get to France
Never going to get to France



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Oldfield
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