Rush کے بول

We're alone, each with our very own lives to lead, we carry our walls around in our pockets, Electricity crackles and bricks turn to dust, when you're there... I get a rush, straight to my head, I get a rush. I get a rush, down to my feet, I get a rush. See you there, standing with a secret smile on your face. I am looking at my salvation. Heal the broken hearts, feed the nation with love... A rush of wind...of blood through my veins and energy, you are here with me now and I love it. Take me away... Fly with me.