Found On: The Gift of Music I was lost in France, in the fields the birds were singing. I was lost in France and the day was just beginning. I looked up and she was standing there - I knew I shouldn't but I didn't care. I was lost in France in love.
I was lost in France, in the streets a band was playing.
Now, now, now, dance.
I was lost in France, up above the stars were glowing
Now, now, now, dance.
I looked round and she was standing there
Now, now, now, dance.
Written by: Scott/Wolfe (who have a contract out on the Butcher)
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