… Read Full Bio ↴Blossom Dearie (1924-2009) was an American jazz singer and pianist.
Born on 28th April 1924 in East Durham, New York, of mixed Scottish and Norwegian ancestry, Dearie began her career in vocal groups in New York. In the early 1950s she moved to Paris, forming her own vocal group, The Blue Stars, later to become the Swingle Singers.
After signing to Verve, Dearie returned to the U.S. where, despite developing a successful career and achieving international fame, by 1974 the lack of interest from major labels led her to start her own label, Daffodil Records. She continued performing into her eighties.
Blossom Dearie died on 7th February 2009, at her apartment in Greenwich Village, New York City
They Say It's Spring
Blossom Dearie Lyrics
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Of moods and myths and illusionary schemes
Though now I'm much more grown up
I fear that I must own up
To the fact that I'm in doubt of
What the modern cynics shout of
They say it's spring
They say this thing
This magic we share together
Came with the weather too
They say it's May
That's made me daft as a daisy
It's May, they say
That gave the whole world this crazy
Heavenly, hazy hue
I'm a lark
On the wing
I'm the spark of a firefly's fling
Yet to me
This must be
Something more than a seasonal thing
Could it be spring
Those bells that I can hear ringing
It may be spring
But when the robins stop singing
You're what I'm clinging to
Though they say it's spring
It's you
If poets sing
That when a hard sympathetic
It's merely spring
Then poets plights are pathetic
Though I'm poetic too
They say it's spring
For lovers, there's where the lure is
That evil thing
For which September the cure is
This, they are sure is true
Though I know
That it's so
That my fancy may turn in the spring
With the right
One in sight
One can find a perpetual thing
Did I need spring
To bring the ring that you bought me
Though it was spring
That wondrous day that you caught me
Darling I thought we knew
That it wasn't spring
'Twas you
In "They Say It’s Spring," Blossom Dearie sings about the feeling of spring and how it affects people's emotions. As a child, she lived in a world of imagination and dreams, but as an adult, she's more cynical about the world. She's unsure about the feeling of this season and what modern cynics say about it. She is not convinced that spring is just a seasonal thing because it feels more like a perpetual thing when the right person comes along. She concludes that it's not spring that brings joy and love; it's the person that she shares it with.
Blossom Dearie's interpretation of spring in this song is unique because it does not focus on the beauty of nature, but instead emphasizes the emotional impact of the season. The lyrics celebrate the lightness of spring, the magic shared between people, and the joy that love brings. This song is a reflection of the artist's feelings towards the world and her understanding of love and the season of spring.
Line by Line Meaning
When I was young I lived in a world of dreams
In my younger days, my thoughts were dominated by imaginative and idealistic ideas.
Of moods and myths and illusionary schemes
These ideas comprised of flights of fancy, myths and stories that were not based on reality.
Though now I'm much more grown up
As I grew older, I became more realistic.
I fear that I must own up
Confessing that I am coming to a realization about something.
To the fact that I'm in doubt of
I am uncertain about something.
What the modern cynics shout of
The negative and skeptical views that the people around me espouse.
They say it's spring
The people around me claim that the current season is spring.
This feeling light as a feather
This sense of hope and optimism is very calming and peaceful.
They say this thing
The people around me refer to a specific event or feeling.
This magic we share together
This unexplainable connection that we both feel.
Came with the weather too
This connection is also a product of the season itself.
They say it's May
The people around me claim that the current month is May.
That's made me daft as a daisy
This realization has made me dizzy and lightheaded.
It's May, they say
The people around me continue to insist that it is the month of May.
That gave the whole world this crazy
This specific month's energy has made everyone exuberant and wild.
Heavenly, hazy hue
The world seems to be bathed in a warm, fuzzy glow.
I'm a lark
I am feeling light-hearted and carefree.
On the wing
This buoyant feeling is keeping me afloat.
I'm the spark of a firefly's fling
My energy is akin to the effervescence and spark of a firefly’s movement.
Yet to me
But for me personally,
This must be
This sensation that I am experiencing must be rooted in something deeper.
Something more than a seasonal thing
This feeling cannot simply be attributed to the change of season.
Could it be spring
Is it possible that the current season has something to do with it?
Those bells that I can hear ringing
I can hear bells ringing in the distance.
It may be spring
It is possible that the new season has caused something to change.
But when the robins stop singing
The end of spring when the birds stop singing.
You're what I'm clinging to
When everything else is gone, you are what is most important to me.
Though they say it's spring
Even though people attribute this feeling to the current season.
It's you
It is because of you that I am feeling this way.
If poets sing
If poets claim and glorify something,
That when a hard sympathetic
That when things become hard they will be sympathetic.
It's merely spring
Something to attribute credit to the season change.
Then poets plights are pathetic
Then the plights of poets are to be considered with minimal importance.
Though I'm poetic too
Although I write poetry as well,
For lovers, there's where the lure is
The greatest attraction of spring season is for lovers and their romance.
That evil thing
Love, which can also have negative consequences.
For which September the cure is
By September, the negative effects of love may be resolved.
This, they are sure is true
The lovers are sure that their love is genuine and will survive through the difficulties.
Though I know
Although I am aware of this fact,
That it's so
That it is indeed true.
That my fancy may turn in the spring
I may become fickle and capricious once the season changes.
With the right
If the right person comes along,
One in sight
Depending on the person I choose to be with,
One can find a perpetual thing
It is possible to find true and everlasting love.
Did I need spring
Did I necessarily need the season of spring,
To bring the ring that you bought me
To bring about the moment where you bought me the ring I now have.
Though it was spring
Even though it was the season of spring that the event occurred.
That wondrous day that you caught me
The wonderful day when you trapped my heart.
Darling I thought we knew
My love, I had thought we both knew,
That it wasn't spring
That the reason for our love was not the spring season,
'Twas you
But rather, it was simply you – the amazing person that you are.
Lyrics © DELLA BLUE MUSIC LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BOB HAYMES, MARTY CLARKE
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Lyrics:
When I was young I lived in a world of dreams
Of moods and myths and illusionary schemes
Though now I'm much more grown up
I fear that I must own up
To the fact that I'm in doubt of
What the modern cynics shout of
They say it's spring
This feeling light as a feather
They say this thing
This magic we share together
Came with the weather too
They say it's May
That's made me daft as a daisy
It's May, they say
That gave the whole world this crazy
Heavenly, hazy hue
I'm a lark
On the wing
I'm the spark of a firefly's fling
Yet to me
This must be
Something more than a seasonal thing
Could it be spring
Those bells that I can hear ringing
It may be spring
But when the robins stop singing
You're what I'm clinging to
Though they say it's spring
It's you
If poets sing
That when a hard sympathetic
It's merely spring
Then poets plights are pathetic
Though I'm poetic too
They say it's spring
For lovers, there's where the lure is
That evil thing
For which September the cure is
This, they are sure is true
Though I know
That it's so
That my fancy may turn in the spring
With the right
One in sight
One can find a perpetual thing
Did I need spring
To bring the ring that you bought me
Though it was spring
That wondrous day that you caught me
Darling I thought we knew
That it wasn't spring
'Twas you
@CharliiDeLosReyes
I played Blossom Dearie when I cared for my 83 year old bed-ridden aunt during her final year. Blossom made the pain bearable and relaxed her too. I miss you Ninang Mely. I hope you meet Blossom there too. ❣️
@robertwheeler4068
How absolutely sweet and beautiful!❤
@sssssss1800
I'm so sorry for your lost 😢 and I'm sure you miss her so much but God promise that he . . . will wipe all tears from their eyes, and there will be no more death, suffering, crying, or pain.”—Revelation 21:3, 4. So it shows that God doesn't cause suffering but also that promise shows that very soon he's going to put an end to all human suffering. How do you feel about that?
@mikegalvin9801
Mom spent her last few years with me before she died at 100. She and dad were huge music fans, mostly classical but also jazz. She had seen Blossom several times, once in Paris but mostly in NY. We lived in Chicago when I was a kid but every year around their Oct anniversary dad would arrange his annual trip to the NY office and take her along so they could go to the Met, take in a show and go to jazz clubs. In a perfect bit of intergenerational serendipity one day I was listening to a 70s Sirius channel on the way home from church and she asked who was on. "That's Elton John, Ma." "Oh yes, he named his piano Blossom."
@mickeyluciano4794
Oh my goodness her voice 🥰
@maryclaremayo6157
I had the incredible joy of seeing Blossom Dearie perform here in Toronto at Top o' the Senator lounge some 20 years ago. We chatted briefly with her after.
@osielescalante2785
I am in love with her voice. It is just too pure for this world.
@alyssajones4368
Blossom Dearie and Michel'le are the two women to have the most adorable childlike voices 🌷
@Soimightaswelljustcry
When i was young i lived in a world of dreams ‼️‼️‼️
@tammyrenee64
Love this, I get a very sweet and happy feeling when I hear this, and I love spring cause I love working in my flower beds✌️🕊️🌷