[Verse 1: Brenock O'Connor]
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

[Verse 2: Brenock O'Connor]
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

[Pre-Chorus: Brenock O'Connor]
I think I'm back in the dream
I think I'm back on the ceiling
It's such a beautiful feeling

[Chorus: Original Broadway Cast of Sing Street]
Going up
She lights me up
She breaks me up
She lifts me up

[Verse 3: Brenock O'Connor]
You find a mystery bound in perfection
You gotta read but you don't wanna reach the end
'Cause what if everything beautiful's fiction?
And this reality's just pretend?
[Pre-Chorus: Brenock O'Connor]
Then I'm back in the dream
I'm looking up at the ceiling
It's such a beautiful feeling

[Chorus: Original Broadway Cast of Sing Street]
Going up
She lights me up
She breaks me up
She lifts me up

[Bridge: Original Broadway Cast of Sing Street]
Up to the stars, she shows me
Dame Street, George's Street, miles below me
Up where the world won't let us down
(La-la-la-la)

[Outro: Brenock O'Connor, Original Broadway Cast of Sing Street]
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
(She turns to kiss me, I crash back into bed)
Going up
(Across the street on a grayed out Monday)
She lights me up
(I see the girl with the eyes I can't describe)
She breaks me up
(And suddenly it's a perfect Sunday)
She lifts me up