Nolwenn Leroy - To France Lyrics
Sailing a restless seaFrom a memory,A fantasy.The wind carriesInto white water,Far from the islands.Don't you know you'reNever 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 offTerritory.Over your shoulder,Stories unfold, you'reSearching for sanctuary.You know you'reI see a pictureBy the lamp's flicker.Isn't it strange howDreams fade and shimmer?I see a pictureBy the lamp's flicker.Isn't it strange howDreams 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?