It Might As Well Be Spring Lyrics

It Might As Well Be Spring lyrics

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a 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
Oh, why should I have Spring fever
When it isn't
even Spring?

I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walking down a
strange new street
Hearing words that I have never heard
>From a girl
I've yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I'm as
giddy 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