Luyện nghe bài hát It Might As Well Be Spring

The things I used to like, I dont any more,
I want a lot of things Ive never had before,
Its just like my says, I sit around and mourn
Pretending that I am so wonderful and Im adored

Im as as a willow in a windstorm,
Im as as a puppet on a string,
Id say that I had fever,
But I it isnt spring.

Im as starry eyed and discontented,
Like a without a song to sing.
Oh, why I have spring fever,
it isnt even spring?

I keep wishing I somewhere else,
Walking a strange new street,
Hearing words I never never heard,
a man Ive yet to meet.

Im as busy as a spinning daydreams,
Im as giddy as a on a swing,
I havent seen a or a rosebud,
Or a robin or a on the wing,
But I feel so gay in a way,
That it might as be spring,
It might as well be, as well be,
It might as be spring.