Luyện nghe bài hát It Might as Well Be Spring

I'm as restless as a willow in a
I'm as as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring
But I it isn't even spring

I'm as starry and vaguely discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to
Oh, why should I spring fever
When I know it isn't spring?

I keep I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new
Hearing words that I have heard
From a man I yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spider spinning
I'm as giddy as a on a swing
I haven't seen a or a rosebud
Or a robin on the

But I feel so gay in a way
That it might as well be
Yes, it might, might as well be

Oh, I keep wishing I somewhere else
Walking down a strange new
Hearing words that I never, never heard
From a man I yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spider spinning
I'm as giddy as a baby on a
I haven't a crocus or a rosebud
Or a on the wing

My, I so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as be spring
Yeah, it might, might as well be