What's your favorite song about growing up?

I was once caught drawing, with mud, on the school wall. We’d arrived to find actual graffiti —a badly drawn stick figure of a woman, including circular boobs— and I’d been dared to add to it.

There I was, mud covered stick in hand, reaching up to scratch a man next to her —the innocence of the 8 year old boy— when a teacher walked round the corner.

Admittedly it’s a bit of a stretch from that to “…writing something nasty on the wall” but this song by Stevie Wonder captures those childhood moments so well. Life on the edge, or so we thought.

I’m not sure I want those days back, but that sense of a carefree, responsibility free, life would be nice now and then for sure.