Mike Oldfield – To France

Mike Oldfield – 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
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

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

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