Rush

She's giving me signals I just don't understand.
She's talking in a language I cannot translate.

She's leaving a gap between us,
a deep blue gap between us.

I'm trying to make sense of all of it
I'm trying but I can't.

Take this last kiss from my lips.
Take it while the old romance sleeps.

Forget about what I've told you
and what we've been.

We've chosen this way to revolution.
We've chosen this way to be happy in our own way.