To France by Mike Oldfield & 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 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

Never going to get to France

Never going to