Текст песни Frank Sinatra - It Might as Well Be Spring
Frank Sinatra - It Might as Well Be Spring слова песни
Im as restless as a willow in a windstormIm as jumpy as puppet on a stringId say that I had spring feverBut I know it isnt springI am starry eyed and vaguely discontentedLike a nightingale without a song to singO why should I have spring feverWhen it isnt even springI keep I were someone elseWalking down a strange new streetAnd hearing words that Ive never headFrom a girl Ive yet to meetIm as busy as spider spinning daydreamsSpinning spinning daydreamsIm as giggy as a baby on a swingI havent seen a crocus or a rosebudOr a robin on the wingBut I feel so gay in a melancholy wayThat it might as well be springIt might asWell beSpring