[Verse 1]
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 have 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?

[Verse 2]
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walkin' 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

[Bridge]
But I feel so gay
In a melancholy way
That it might as well bе spring
It might as well be spring
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 1]
I'm as restlеss as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I have 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?

[Verse 2]
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
Walkin' 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

[Outro]
But I feel so gay
In a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be spring