Castle on the Hill
When I was six years old I broke my leg
- When I was six years old I broke my leg
- I was running from my brother and his friends
- 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 my 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 it's real
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