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
Chorus:
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 ground like a shadow,
Roaming in far off territory.
Over your shoulder, stories unfold,
You're searching for sanctuary.
You know you're
Chorus
I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?
Chorus
I see a picture by the lamp's flicker.
Isn't it strange how dreams fade and shimmer?
Chorus
Never going to get to France.
Lyrics by Mike Oldfield, vocals by Maggie Reilly
from Discovery, 1984