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. 



[Refrão]
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? 



[Refrão]
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) 



[Refrão]
       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