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 grounds like a shadow

Roaming in far off territory over your shoulder stories unfold

Your 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 lamps 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 lamps 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 (2x).