It Might as Well be Spring-Julie Andrews

[00:10.14]The things I used to like [00:12.28]I don't like any more [00:14.43]I want a lot of other things I've never had before [00:19.05]It's just like my mamma says [00:22.38]I sit around and mourn [00:26.96]Pretending that I am so [00:29.01]Wonderful and knowing I'm adored [00:38.78]I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm [00:43.05]I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string [00:47.80]I'd say that I had spring fever [00:52.08]But I know it isn't spring [00:56.47]I'm as starry eyed and gravely discontented [01:00.91]Like a nightingale without a song to sing [01:05.51]Oh, why should I have spring fever [01:09.96]When it isn't even spring? [01:14.66]I keep wishing I were somewhere else [01:19.15]Walking down a strange new street [01:23.65]Hearing words I have never heard [01:28.18]From a man I've yet to meet [01:35.95]I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams [01:41.14]I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing [01:46.20]I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud [01:50.63]Or a robin on the wing [01:55.31]But I feel so gay in a melancholy way [02:02.28]That it might as well be spring [02:08.87]It might as well be spring