It Might As Well Be Spring

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm

I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string

I'd say that i had spring fever

But i know it isn't spring

I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented

Like a nightingale without a song to sing

O why should i have spring fever

When it isn't even spring

I keep i were someone else

Walking down a strange new street

And hearing words that i've never head

From a girl i've yet to meet

I'm as busy as spider spinning daydreams

Spinning spinning daydreams

I'm as giggy as a baby on a swing

I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud

Or a robin on the wing

But i feel so gay in a melancholy way

That it might as well be spring

It might as

Well be

Spring




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