Up Lyrics - Sing Street

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 dream 

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 lifts me up 

You find a mystery bound in perfection 

You've got to 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 lifts me up 

Up to the stars she shows me 

Dame Street, George's Street, miles below me 

Up where the world won't let us down 

(Na, na, na, na) 

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 ride on a dream she's driving) 

She lifts me up