Luyện nghe bài hát It Might as Well Be Spring

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

I am starry-eyed and vaguely
Like a nightingale a song to sing
Oh, why should I Spring fever
When it isn't spring?

I keep I were somewhere else
Walking down a strange new
Hearing that I have never heard
From a girl yet to meet

I'm as busy as a spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a on a swing
I seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in a way
it might as well be spring

It might as well be