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'm 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 man 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.
And that's why I feel this way,
And yet I know it's not spring today,
But it might as well be spring.
- Black Coffee
- While You Are Gone
- You Taught Me To Love Again
- Just Friends
- I Cried For You
- You're Mine You
- I'm Crazy To Love You
- The Nearness Of You
- Ain't Misbehavin'
- Goodnight My Love
- Can't Get Out Of This Mood
- It Might As Well Be Spring
- Mean To Me
- Come Rain Or Come Shine
- Nice Work If You Can Get It
- East Of The Sun (And West Of The Moon)
- Thinking Of You
- I'll Know
- Deep Purple
- My Reverie
- After Hours
- Street Of Dreams
- Spring Will Be A Little Late This Year
- Blues Serenade
- Ooh What-Cha Doin' To Me