’78 burning into July Little Vega chasing open sky Five bright voices, windows down Sunlight spilling all over town Radio caught that saxophone cry Like it knew we were just passing by Chorus I was just a lucky kid that year Five summer angels riding near Wave pool rising, blue and wide All of us lifted by the tide No trophies won, no pictures kept Just sun on skin we haven’t shed Close my eyes and I still see That wave pool summer carrying me Hot concrete and the whistle blew First big surge and away they flew Laughter breaking through the heat Screaming echoes, barefoot feet I leaned back quiet, let it be Time stood still in front of me Chorus I was just a lucky kid that year Five summer angels loud and clear Wave pool rising like a dream Life was bigger than it seemed Cheap gas, cassette playing free Whole wide world in that back seat Somewhere in memory Wave pool summer and Baker Street Didn’t know how fast it goes How quick the golden hour slows But every time that sax begins I’m seventeen again Final Chorus Back in Decatur, chlorine blue Five bright girls cutting through No crown, no throne, just sun and sound The best days never know they’re found For a little while so perfectly That wave pool summer belonged to me
