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 and vaguely discontented
Like a without a song to sing
Oh, why should I have fever
When it isn't even

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

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

It as well be spring