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