[Verse]
E
It's two o'clock on the edge of the morning
A
She's running magical circles around my head
I hitch a ride on a dream she's driving
E
She turns to kiss me, I crash back into bed.
[Verse 2]
E
Across the street on a grayed-out Monday
A
I see the girl with the eyes I can't describe
And suddenly it's a perfect Sunday
And everything is more real than life.
[Chorus]
F#m B
I think I'm back in the dream
F#m B
I think I'm back on the ceiling
F#m B
It's such a beautiful feeling.
E
Going up
She lights me up
A
She breaks me up
She lets me up.
[Verse 3]
E
You find a mixture of bounding perfection
A
You've gotta read but you don't wanna reach the end
'Cause what if everything beautiful's fiction?
And this reality's just pretend?
[Chorus]
F#m B
And then I'm back in the dream
F#m B
I think I'm back on the ceiling
F#m B
It's such a beautiful feeling.
E
Going up
She lights me up
A
She breaks me up
She lets me up.
[Bridge]
A E/G# C#m7
Up to the stars, she shows me
F#m E/G#
Dame Street, George's Street, miles below me
A E/G# C#m7 F#m7 B
Up and the world won't let us down. (La la la la)
[Chorus]
E
Going up (It's two o'clock on the edge of the morning)
She lights me up (She's running magical circles around my head)
A
She breaks me up (I head to ride on a dream she's driving)
She lets me up
