Remove AdsEIt's two o'clock on the edge of the morning
AShe's running magical circles around my head
I hitch a ride on a dream she's driving
EShe turns to kiss me, I crash back into bed.
[Verse 2]
EAcross the street on a grayed-out Monday
AI 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 BI think I'm back in the dream
F#m BI think I'm back on the ceiling
F#m BIt's such a beautiful feeling.
EGoing up
She lights me up
AShe breaks me up
She lets me up.
[Verse 3]
EYou find a mixture of bounding perfection
AYou'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 BAnd then I'm back in the dream
F#m BI think I'm back on the ceiling
F#m BIt's such a beautiful feeling.
EGoing up
She lights me up
AShe breaks me up
She lets me up.
[Bridge]
A E/G# C#m7Up 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 BUp and the world won't let us down. (La la la la)
[Chorus]
EGoing up (It's two o'clock on the edge of the morning)
She lights me up (She's running magical circles around my head)
AShe breaks me up (I head to ride on a dream she's driving)
She lets me up
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