Luyện nghe bài hát It Might as Well Be Spring

I'm as restless as a in a windstorm
I'm as as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I had fever
But I know it isn't

I am starry-eyed and discontented
Like a nightingale without a song to
Oh, why should I have Spring
When it isn't spring?

I keep wishing I somewhere else
Walking a strange new street
Hearing words that I have never
From a girl yet to meet

I'm as as a spider spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the
But I so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be

It might as be spring