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

I see a picture
By the lamp´s flicker.
Isn´t it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?

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?

Cette chanson est une reprise. Sa version originale a été créée par
Mike Oldfield