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Castle On The Hill 
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de Ed Sheeran
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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 I
Found my and broke it here
and them through the years
And I've not seen the fields in so long, I I've grown
But I can't to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those lanes
to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
from the law through the backfields and getting 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 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 ninety those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's by
But these people raised me and I can't 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 on the hill
Over the castle 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, take me back to I
Found my and broke it here
and them through the years
And I've not seen the fields in so long, I I've grown
But I can't to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those lanes
to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
from the law through the backfields and getting 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 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 ninety those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's by
But these people raised me and I can't 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 on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
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