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You can use the "transpose" feature to the right and a capo on the 4th to add some variations. [Verse]
EIt's two o'clock on the edge of the morning EShe's running magical circles around my hAead AI hitch a ride on a dream she's driving AShe turns to kiss me, I crash back into bEed.
[Verse 2]
EAcross the street on a grayed-out Monday EI see the girl with the eyes I can't desAcribe AAnd suddenly it's a perfect Sunday AAnd everything is more real than life.
[Chorus]
F#mI think I'm back in the dreBam F#mI think I'm back on the ceiBling F#mIt's such a beautiful feBeling.
Going uEp She lights me Eup She breaks me Aup She lets me Aup.
[Verse 3]
EYou find a mixture of bounding perfection EYou've gotta read but you don't wanna reach the Aend A'Cause what if everything beautiful's fiction? AAnd this reality's just pretend?
[Chorus]
F#mAnd then I'm back in the dBream F#mI think I'm back on the ceiBling F#mIt's such a beautiful feBeling.
Going uEp She lights me Eup She breaks me Aup She lets me Aup.
[Bridge]
AUp to the sC#m7tars, she shows me F#mDame Street, George's Street, miles below Bme AUp and the wC#m7orld won't let us dF#mown. (La la la Bla) E E A A
[Chorus]
Going uEp (It's two o'clock on the edge of the morning) She lights me uEp (She's running magical circles around my head) She breaks me Aup (I head to ride on a dream she's driving) She lets me Aup