Castle on the Hill
When I was six years old I broke my legI was running from my brother and his friendstasted the sweet perfumeof the mountain grass I rolled downI was younger then, take me back to when I
Found my heart and broke it here,made friends and lost them through the yearsAnd I’ve not seen the roaring fields in so long,I know, I’ve grownbut I can’t wait to go home
I’m on my way,driving at 90 down those country lanesSinging to Tiny Dancer,And I miss the way you make me feel, it’s realWe watched the sunsetover the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand rolled cigarettesRunning from the law through the backfieldsand getting drunk with my friendsHad my first kiss on a Friday night,I don’t reckon I did it rightI was younger then,take me back to when we found
Weekend jobs when we got paidand buy cheap spirits and drink them straightMe and my friends have not thrown up in so long,oh how we’ve grownI can’t wait to go home
I’m on my way,driving at 90 down those country lanesSinging to Tiny Dancer,And I miss the way you make me feel, it’s realWe watched the sunsetover the castle on the hillOver the castle on the hillOver the castle on the hillOver the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothesOne works down by the coastOne had two kids but lives aloneOne’s brother overdosedOne's already on his second wifeOne's just barely getting byBut these people raised meAnd I can’t wait to go home
And I’m on my way,I still remember these old country lanesWhen we did not know the answers,And I miss the way you make me feel, it’s realWe watched the sunsetover the castle on the hillOver the castle on the hillOver the castle on the hill