Song | It Might as Well Be Spring |
Artist | Johnny Mathis |
Album | Johnny Mathis [Columbia] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Oscar Hammerstein Ii Music:Richard Rodgers | |
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 |
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein Ii Music: Richard Rodgers | |
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 starryeyed 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 |
Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein Ii Music: Richard Rodgers | |
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 starryeyed 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 |