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Castle On The Hill (Twenty One Two Cover) 
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de Ed Sheeran
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When I was six years old, I broke my leg
I was from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
friends and lost them the years
And I've not seen the fields in so long, I know, I've grown
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
We the sunset over the on the hill
Fifteen old hand rolled cigarettes
from the law through the backfields and drunk with my friends
Had my kiss on a night, I don't reckon I did it right
But I was younger then
Take me back to when
We found weekend jobs, 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
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety those country lanes
to Tiny Dancer
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
One friend left to clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just getting by
But these people me
And I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way
I still remember these 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 the on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
I was from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the grass as I rolled down
I was younger then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
friends and lost them the years
And I've not seen the fields in so long, I know, I've grown
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
We the sunset over the on the hill
Fifteen old hand rolled cigarettes
from the law through the backfields and drunk with my friends
Had my kiss on a night, I don't reckon I did it right
But I was younger then
Take me back to when
We found weekend jobs, 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
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety those country lanes
to Tiny Dancer
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
One friend left to clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just getting by
But these people me
And I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way
I still remember these 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 the on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
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