Castle On The Hill

• • Castle On The Hill

    When I was six years old I broke my leg
    I was running from my brother and his friends
    And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
    I was younger then, take me back to when I
    
    Found my heart and broke it here
    Made friends and 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 90 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
    
    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 don't reckon that I did it right
    But I was younger then, take me back to when
    
    We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
    We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them 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 90 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
    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 can't wait to go home
    
    And I'm on my way, I still remember
    Those old country lanes
    When we did not know the answers
    And I miss the way you make me feel, 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

  When I was six years old I broke my leg
  I was running from my brother and his friends
  And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
  I was younger then, take me back to when I
  
  Found my heart and broke it here
  Made friends and 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 90 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
  
  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 don't reckon that I did it right
  But I was younger then, take me back to when
  
  We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
  We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them 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 90 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
  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 can't wait to go home
  
  And I'm on my way, I still remember
  Those old country lanes
  When we did not know the answers
  And I miss the way you make me feel, 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
   
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