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