bernadette peters - it might as well be spring lyrics
the things i used to like
i don’t like anymore
i want a lot of other things
i’ve never had before
it’s just like mother says…
i sit around and mope
pretending i am wonderful
and knowing i’m a dope
i’m as restless as a willow in a windstorm
i’m as jumpy as a puppet on a string
i’d say that i had spring fever
but i know it isn’t spring
i’m starry-eyed and vaguely discontented
like a nightingale without a song to sing
oh, why should i have spring fever
when it isn’t even spring?
i keep wishing i were somewhere else
walking down a strange new street
hearing words that i have never heard
from a man i’ve yet to meet
i’m as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
i’m as giddy as a baby on a swing
i haven’t seen a crocus or a rosebud
or a robin on the wing
but i feel so g-y
in a melancholy way
that it might as well be spring
it might as well be spring
in our air-conditioned, patent leather farmhouse
on our ultra-modern, scientific farm
we’ll live in a stream-lined heaven
and we’ll waste no time on charm!
no geraniums to clutter our veranda
nor single little sentimental things
no virginia creepers, nothing useless !
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