Up – Sing Street
Nghệ sĩ: Sing Street
Hợp Âm Chuẩn
It's two o'clock on the edge of the morning
She's running magical circles around my head
I hitch a ride on a dream she's driving
She turns to kiss me, I crash back into bed
Across the street on a grayed out Monday
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
I think I'm back in the dr eam
I think I'm back on the ceiling
It's such a beautiful feeling
Going up
She lights me up
She breaks me up
She lets me up
You find a mystery bound in perfection
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?
And then I'm back in the dream
I'm looking up at the ceiling
It's such a beautiful feeling
Going up
She lights me up
She breaks me up
She lets me up
Up to the stars, she shows me
Dame Street, Georgia Street, miles below me
Up and the world won't let us down la la la la
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)
She breaks me up ( I hitch a
She lifts me up