To France

Takin' on water, sailin' a restless sea

From a memory, a fantasy

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...