When I was six

years

old, I broke my leg

..

And I was

running,

from my brother and

his friends

And tasted

the

sweet perfume of, the

mountain grass as I

rolled down

I was

younger

then,

take me back to

when I

Found my

heart and broke it

here

Made friends &

lost them through the years

And I've not

seen the roaring

fields, in so long, I

know I've grown

But I can't

wait to go home,

I'm on

my

way,

driving at

ninety, Down

those

country

lanes

singing to

Tiny Dancer, And

I miss

the

way you make

me feel

and it's real, When

we watched

the

sunset

over the

castle on the hill

,

Fifteen

years

old and smoking

hand-rolled cigarettes

,

Running from

the law

through the backfields and,

getting drunk with my

friends

Had my

first

kiss

on a Friday

night I dont

reckon I did it

Right, I was

younger

then,

take me back to

when we found

Weekend

jobs and when we got

paid

We'd buy cheap

spirits & drink'em

straight

Me and my

friends have not thrown,

up in so long,

oh how we've grown

But I can't

wait to go home,

I'm on

my

way,

driving at

ninety, Down

those

country

lanes

singing to

Tiny Dancer, And

I miss

the

way you make

me feel

and it's real,

We watched

the

sunset

over the

castle on the hill,

..

..

..

Over the

castle on the hill

..

..

..

Over the

castle on the hill,

One friend

left to sell clothes

and,

one works

down by the coast,

One had two

kids but lives alone,

one's

brother overdosed,

One's

already on his second wife,

one's just

barely getting by but,

These people

raised me

and I-I-I,

can't

wait to go home, And

I'm on

my

way,

I still

remember

These

old

country

lanes, when

we did not

know the answers

And

I miss

the

way, you make

me feel

and it's real

We watched

the

sunset,

over the

castle on the hill

..

..

..

Over the

castle on the hill

..

..

..

Over the

castle on the hill