Karaoké It Might as Well Be Spring Sarah Vaughan

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

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 head

From a man

I've yet to meet

I'm as busy as spider 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

And that's why I feel this way

And yet I know

It's not spring today

But it might as well

Be spring

Aah

Aah

Aah