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