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Dreams remind me of the home i had,
the way it used to be,
had a Grandmother to go along with my Dad,
before she met her fatality.

There you stood by me through every tear,
we were so young and in love,
Savin' Me was my song of the year,
now I gave the Nickelback, a quick shove.

A mere week before my twenty first,
I'm wishing i was 17 again,
never knew then that my life would get much worse,
at least before I'd remember love every now and then.

If only my life was more like 2006,
maybe then i could keep my train going straight and true,
maybe all the chicks had their licks but only you made conflicts,
maybe if i was more gutsy and upfront i wouldn't fall over for you.

These days, i wish i had my family back,
help me wake up from this nightmare i know as my life,
i have the knack to stack up the odds and put myself under attack,
shots fired, hull breached, i lost the closest girl i've ever had to a wife.