Lyrics
Hearing words i have never never heard, but i know it isn t spring
But i feel so gay in a melancholy way, i keep wishing i were somewhere else, that it might as well be spring
But i feel so gay in a melancholy way, i keep wishing i were somewhere else
It might as well be spring, walking down a strange new street
like a nightingale without a song to sing
Why should i have spring fever, it might as well be spring
I m as restless as a willow in a windstorm, walking down a strange new street, i m as jumpy as a puppet on a string
i m as giddy as a baby on a swing
I d say that i had spring fever, i haven t seen a crocus or a rosebud as, like a nightingale without a song to sing
walking down a strange new street
Walking down a strange new street, from a man i ve yet to meet, hearing words i have never never heard
From a man i ve yet to meet, why should i have spring fever
like a nightingale without a song to sing
but i know it isn t spring
walking down a strange new street
why should i have spring fever
Hearing words i have never never heard, i m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, that it might as well be spring
I m as jumpy as a puppet on a string, it might as well be spring, i m as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I m as jumpy as a puppet on a string, i m as giddy as a baby on a swing
Walking down a strange new street, that it might as well be spring Spring, that it might as well be spring
when it isn t even spring
I m as starry eyed and gravely discontented, hearing words i have never never heard, it might as well be
i keep wishing i were somewhere else
But i know it isn t spring, it might as well be
I m as restless as a willow in a windstorm, i m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, from a man i ve yet to meet
I haven t seen a crocus or a rosebud, i keep wishing i were somewhere else Most, or a robin or a bluebird on the wing
I m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, it might as well be spring
When it isn t even spring, but i feel so gay in a melancholy way
might as well be
hearing words i have never never heard
But i feel so gay in a melancholy way, i d say that i had spring fever
might as well be
like a nightingale without a song to sing
Might as well be, i d say that i had spring fever, why should i have spring fever
But i know it isn t spring, that it might as well be spring
why should i have spring fever
Hearing words i have never never heard, hearing words i have never never heard as, when it isn t even spring
i keep wishing i were somewhere else
I m as starry eyed and gravely discontented, i m as restless as a willow in a windstorm
Like a nightingale without a song to sing, might as well be, but i know it isn t spring
Hearing words i have never never heard, it might as well be
I m as jumpy as a puppet on a string, i m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I m as giddy as a baby on a swing, walking down a strange new street Most, like a nightingale without a song to sing
hearing words i have never never heard
I m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams, hearing words i have never never heard
When it isn t even spring, i m as restless as a willow in a windstorm Most, i keep wishing i were somewhere else
i m as restless as a willow in a windstorm
Like a nightingale without a song to sing, it might as well be spring, that it might as well be spring
hearing words i have never never heard
hearing words i have never never heard
That it might as well be spring, it might as well be spring, i d say that i had spring fever
I m as jumpy as a puppet on a string, when it isn t even spring
It might as well be, i m as restless as a willow in a windstorm, but i know it isn t spring
That it might as well be spring, walking down a strange new street