Takin' on water, sailin' a restless sea The wind carries into white water Far from the Islands Don't you know you're Nev-er going to get to France Mary Queen of Chance will they find you Nev-er going to get to France Could a new romance ever bind you Walkin' in foreign grounds 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... I see a picture by the lamp's flicker Isn't it strange how dreams fade and shimmer? Never going to get to France...