Luyện nghe bài hát It Might as Well Be Spring

I'm as as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a on a string
I'd say that I had fever
But I it isn't spring

I am starry eyed and discontented
Like a nightingale a song to sing
Oh, why should I spring fever
When it even spring

I keep I were somewhere else
Walking a strange new street
And hearing words that I've head
From a girl I've yet to

I'm as busy as a spider spinning
Spinning, daydreams
I'm as giddy as a on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a

Or a on the wing
But I feel so gay in a way
it might as well be spring
It might as be spring