On and On

You’re like a song
A song dat come and go
Beneath the chord
A melody that seems to linger on
You’re on and on
A movie queen
The sequin goddess of the movie screen
Picture of a picture that I’ve seen
You’re on and on
You’re my song
Her clown can cry
His tears will fill our eyes
The memories that you’ve seen
Were made of velvetine
Your yesterdays have gone
But yesterdays live on
You’re on and on
A magic spell
A shooting star
That sound like a silver bell
Something out of heaven must have fell
You’re on and on
Oh let it ring
The magic a magician gets to sing
Let me be your blue eyed harlequin
You’re on and on
You’re on and on
You’re my song
You’re on and on
You’re my song