David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
David Phelps
A shooting star tumbles down
Its flame cannot endure
A scarlet rose withers brown
To lose its fragrant lure
The moon illuminates the night
To vanish at the dawn
Oh, but love, love goes on
Fortunes fail and disappear
Like castles in the sand
Power spoils and causes fear
But yields to stronger hands
Fame lasts for a moment
Then, in a moment, it is gone
Oh, but love, love goes on
Beauty fades, and passion wanes
And faces show their years
Death steals a lover's touch away
But time dries up the tears
Tunes are soon forgotten
And singers lose their song
But love goes on
A baby Boy, a starlit night
Kings on bended knee
Healing hands giving sight
Then tortured on a tree
A woman sings, rejoicing
"He is risen, He is gone!"
Because love, love goes on
Oh, love goes on
Love Goes On was written by David Phelps.
Love Goes On was produced by Regie Hamm.