verse 1
C
I wake up you're getting old
I've been dreaming about mountains
And you've been dreaming about gold
F
And if I ever make it home, oh if I ever make it home
C
My key won't open the door
Well I've been thinking about selling off every shirt I own
F
To stand naked out here in the cold
Just trying to make it out on my own
C
Well oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C Am C Am
verse 2
C
Well a pretty girl said to me,
"You've got to take all the little pieces and
Put them in one big box
F
And just throw away the key
And don't you ever show it to me"
C
Said I've made that mistake before
And came home to find my life just spilled out on the floor
F
She said she was trying to make some room for more, just trying to make some room for more
C
Well oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
Am
Oh my god it still means a lot to me
C Am C Am
End on C