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 IFound my heart and broke it hereMade friends and lost them through the yearsAnd I've not seen the roaring fields in so longI know I've grown, but I can't wait to go home
I'm on my wayDriving at 90 down those country lanesSinging to Tiny DancerAnd I miss the way you make me feel, and it's realWhen we watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettesRunning from the law through the backfields andGetting drunk with my friendsHad my first kiss on a Friday nightI don't reckon that I did it right, but
I was younger then, take me back to whenWe found weekend jobs, when we got paidWe'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straightMe and my friends have not thrown up in so longOh, how we've grown, but I can't wait to go home
I'm on my wayDriving at 90 down those country lanesSinging to Tiny DancerAnd I miss the way you make me feel, and it's realWhen we watched the sunset over the castle on the hill (hill)Over the castle on the hill (hill)Over the castle on the hill (hill)
One friend left to sell clothesOne works down by the coastOne had two kids, but lives aloneOne's brother overdosedOne's already on his second wifeOne's just barely getting by, butThese people raised meAnd I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my wayI still remember these old country lanesWhen we did not know the answersAnd I miss the way you make me feel, and it's realWhen we watched the sunset over the castle on the hill (hill)Over the castle on the hill (hill)
Over the castle on the hill