To France Lyrics - The Forgotten Tales - Blind Guardian

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 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 

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 

I see a picture 

By the lamp's flicker. 

Isn't it strange how 

Dreams fade and shimmer? 

Walking on foreign ground, 

Like a shadow, 

Roaming in far off 

Territory. 

Over your shoulder, 

Stories unfold, you're 

Searching for sanctuary. 

Y know you're 

I see a picture 

By the lamp's flicker. 

Isn't it strange how 

Dreams fade and shimmer? 

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. 

Never going to.... 

Never going to get to France. 

Never going to.... 

Never going to get to France. 

Never going to....