To France Lyrics by Mike Oldfield Vocals by Maggie Reilly 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 Chorus: 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 Chorus I see a picture By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how Dreams fade and shimmer? Chorus I see a picture by the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how dreams fade and shimmer? Chorus Never going to get to France.
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