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

I... rolled down

I was younger then

Take me back to when

I.. found my heart

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

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

It's real

and 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

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

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

It's real

and 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 these

old country lanes

when we did not know

the answers

and I miss the way

you make me feel

It's real

and we

watched the sunset

over the castle

on the hill

Over the castle

on the hill

Over the castle

on the hill