Wonderful in Young Life

This song to me means exactly what the title states. Being young is wonderful. Since I am a parent of young adults and older children,I can see a lot of me in them. A few of the lyrics the way I see them and what they mean to me:

Wonderful in young life. Two weeks in another town, Sending shivers along in the spine, Of your friends when they call.

(traveling is always exciting when you are young especially with friends)

Here she comes, The wild wind blows, In rhythms of season, In young life and reasons. Deceiving and pleasing to some, Wild girls wild, In epic beauty wild, Surviving these changes, In paces and faces, In free wonder. Free wonder, Free wonder style.

(that young love that has you in it's grip. when you're growing up things change so quickly that all you can do is "survive". because before you know it you're an adult)

Little Egypt eyes. Wonderful. And the world can't wait. Wonderful. And the beat's white hot. Wonderful.

("Little Egypt eyes" makes me think of not my sons but my daughter. the "world could not wait" she is all grown up now with her own family. no longer the two year old that would sleep next to me)

Dream, dream, dream, It's the eighties' youthful theme. Loving the city, A theme for great cities, And loved ones, And love.

(it's all so "dreamlike" being young! you think you are invincible! a youthful energetic "theme",energy needed to explore the city with friends and loved ones)

Memorize, A crowded swallow skies. Whatever the weather, The climate is perfect for, So young, And so young in life.

(your memories of youth,the sky is the absolute limit! and my favorite verse that always brings a little tear to my eyes when looking at my 12 year old. Whatever the weather,The climate is perfect for,So young and so young in life" Meaning that no matter what the weather is,as long as you are with that special person it could be raining cats and dogs but you see rainbows. Your worldview isn't cynical because you still see the good and think the bad can be turned into good.

An angel day, Angels coming your way, Screaming good fortune, And follow, And look at the memories, That are stuck in our eyes.

(this is the future. now it is time to grow up into adulthood. but you have your "guardian angels" tell- ing you not to fear. You have "good fortune" so "follow" me,you are protected by God. But at the same every once in a while,you will look at the memories of youth and good times. Even if adult hood is not that great with all it's pressures and ups and downs,you'll always have those memories that are "stuck in your eyes)

God I'm singing memories. Hey I'm singing memories. Look I'm singing memories.

(you find yourself without a conscious effort swept away in "nostalgia". from either a song,a scent or something intangible. it feels as if when you open your eyes you'd be transported back to that time. but it's so close yet so very far....