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 as I rolled down I was younger then, take me back to when...
I found my heart and broke it here Made friends 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 wait to go home
I'm on my way Driving at 90 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
Fifteen years old and smoking handrolled 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 reckon I did it right 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 Driving at 90 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 Over the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes One works down by the coast One had two kids but lives alone One's brother 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 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 castle on the hill Over the castle on the hill Over the castle on the hillTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
