It Might As Well Be Spring歌词

Im as restless as a willow in a windstorm
Im as jumpy as a puppet on a string
Id say that I had spring fever
But I know it isnt spring
Im as starry eyed and gravely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to sing.
Id say that I had spring fever
But I know it isnt spring
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words I have never never heard
From a man Ive yet to meet
Im as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
Im as giddy as a baby on a swing
I havent seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin or a bluebird on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be, might as well be spring
It might as well be spring
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words I have never never heard
From a man Ive yet to meet
Im as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
Im as giddy as a baby on a swing
I havent seen a crocus or a rosebud
Or a robin or a bluebird on the wing
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be, might as well be spring
It might as well be spring