Go Home

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 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 But 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 watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled 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 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 drink 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 down those country lanes Singing to "
Tiny Dancer" And I miss the way you make me feel,
and 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 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 This 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