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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 my 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 it here
Made friends and lost them the years
And I've not seen the 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 me feel, and it's real
We the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law the backfields and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first on a Friday night, I don't 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 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 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
the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's barely getting by
But people raised 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 me feel, it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the on the hill
I was running my 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 it here
Made friends and lost them the years
And I've not seen the 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 me feel, and it's real
We the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old smoking hand rolled cigarettes
Running from the law the backfields and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first on a Friday night, I don't 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 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 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
the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's barely getting by
But people raised 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 me feel, it's real
We watched the over the castle on the hill
Over the on the hill
Over the on the hill
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