I was running from my brother
Found my heart and broke it here
And I've not seen the roaring fields
and I can't wait to go home
and I miss the way you make me feel
And it's real, we watched the sunset
Fifteen years old and smoking
Running from the law through
getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night
I don't reckon I did it right
Take me back to when we found
Weekend jobs when we got paid
But so long, oh, how we've grown
But I can't wait to go home
And I miss the way you make me feel
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One's already on a second wind
But these people raise me
And I can't wait to come home
Singin' to Tiny Dancer and I
Miss the way you make me feel
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill