Castle On The Hill sing and play along

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 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 ninety down those country lanes,

singing to 'Tiny Dancer', and I miss the way you make me feel and it's real,

when we watched the sun set

over the castle on the hill.