Lyrics
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 boarding fields in so long
I know I've grown
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at nineteen at an old
Country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you made me feel
It's real we watched the sunset
Over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old
And smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the lot to the back fields
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
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at nineteen at an old
Country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you made 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
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 boarding fields in so long
I know I've grown
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at nineteen at an old
Country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you made me feel
It's real we watched the sunset
Over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old
And smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the lot to the back fields
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
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at nineteen at an old
Country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you made 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
