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Castle On The Hill 
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de Ed Sheeran
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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, me back to when I
my and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not the roaring fields in so long, I I've grown
But I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and 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 I did it right
But I was then, me back to when
We found weekend jobs, we got paid
We'd buy cheap and drink straight
Me and my friends not up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't to go home
I'm on my way
at ninety down country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I the way you me feel, and it's real
We the sunset over the on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people me and I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way, I still remember
old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
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, me back to when I
my and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not the roaring fields in so long, I I've grown
But I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and 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 I did it right
But I was then, me back to when
We found weekend jobs, we got paid
We'd buy cheap and drink straight
Me and my friends not up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't to go home
I'm on my way
at ninety down country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I the way you me feel, and it's real
We the sunset over the on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people me and I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way, I still remember
old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
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