pour Stella Maris
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 change 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
Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of change will they find you
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you
I see a picture
By the lamp's flicker
Isn't it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer.
(c)Mike Oldfield