ฟังเพลงIt Might as Well Be Spring

The things I used to like

I don't like any more

I want a lot of other things I've never had before

It's just like my mamma says

I sit around and mourn

Pretending that I am so wonderful and knowing I'm adored

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 as starry eyed and gravely 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 I have never never heard

From a man I've yet to meet