On & On

I can see you float like a shade of Orange

in the Indian summer,

we go on and on and on

I feel your voice in the silver lining,

Are you going where I am?

We go on and on and on

Even if I

don't make it out alive

I'd do it over and over,

over and over

Even if I

don't make it out alive

I'd do it over and over,

over and over