When I was six years old
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
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 made me feel
And It's real, we watched the sunset
Over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old
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
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 made me feel
And 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