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Castle On The Hill (Twenty One Two Cover) 
Medium
by Ed Sheeran
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
When I was six years old, I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
Made 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 to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety lanes
Singing to Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and with my friends
Had my first 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, 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
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, 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
One left to clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised 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 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 of the mountain grass as I rolled down
I was then
Take me to when
I found my heart and broke it here
Made 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 to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety lanes
Singing to Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and with my friends
Had my first 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, 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
I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to Tiny Dancer
And I miss the way you make me feel, 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
One left to clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised 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 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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