LRC歌词
[ti:It Might As Well Be Spring]
[ar:Polly Bergen]
[al:Four Seasons]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]It Might As Well Be Spring - Polly Bergen
[00:17.65]I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
[00:25.12]I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string
[00:31.86]I'd say that I had spring fever
[00:38.17]But I know it isn't spring
[00:44.23]I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented
[00:50.63]Like a nightingale without a song to sing
[00:57.10]Oh why should I have spring fever
[01:03.36]When it isn't even spring
[01:09.69]I keep wishing I were someone else
[01:16.25]Walking down a strange new street
[01:22.71]Hearing words that I have never heard
[01:27.65]From a man I've yet to meet
[01:34.47]I'm as busy as spider spinning daydreams
[01:40.53]I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
[01:46.95]I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud
[01:53.09]Or a robin on the wing
[01:58.99]But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
[02:05.68]That it might as well be spring
[02:11.55]It might as well be spring
[02:24.41]It might as well be spring
[ar:Polly Bergen]
[al:Four Seasons]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]It Might As Well Be Spring - Polly Bergen
[00:17.65]I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
[00:25.12]I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string
[00:31.86]I'd say that I had spring fever
[00:38.17]But I know it isn't spring
[00:44.23]I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented
[00:50.63]Like a nightingale without a song to sing
[00:57.10]Oh why should I have spring fever
[01:03.36]When it isn't even spring
[01:09.69]I keep wishing I were someone else
[01:16.25]Walking down a strange new street
[01:22.71]Hearing words that I have never heard
[01:27.65]From a man I've yet to meet
[01:34.47]I'm as busy as spider spinning daydreams
[01:40.53]I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
[01:46.95]I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud
[01:53.09]Or a robin on the wing
[01:58.99]But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
[02:05.68]That it might as well be spring
[02:11.55]It might as well be spring
[02:24.41]It might as well be spring
文本歌词
It Might As Well Be Spring - Polly Bergen
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string
I'd say that I had spring fever
But I know it isn't spring
I am 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 someone 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 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 gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be spring
It might as well be spring
It might as well be spring