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 

 

[Refrão]
     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 



[Refrão]
     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