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

chorus
     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 - C - Am - Am - C - C - Am - 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

chorus
     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 - C - Am - Am - C - C - Am - Am