It Might as Well Be Spring
Joni James Lyrics


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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 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 somewhere else
Walking down a strange new street
Hearing words that I have never heard
From a girl 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
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
That it might as well be Spring





It might as well be Spring

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Joni James's song "It Might as Well Be Spring" convey a sense of restlessness and longing for change. The singer compares herself to a willow in a windstorm, symbolizing her uneasiness and lack of stability. She also describes herself as jumpy and discontented, like a puppet on a string, suggesting that she feels controlled and aimless. Although she acknowledges that it isn't actually spring, she likens her feelings to those of Spring fever, which is typically associated with a sense of renewal and anticipation.


Moreover, the singer expresses a yearning to be somewhere else, walking down a strange new street and interacting with new people. She desires to hear words that she has never heard before from a girl she has yet to meet, suggesting a longing for new experiences and connections. Despite not having seen the signs of spring such as crocuses, rosebuds, or robins, the singer paradoxically feels both gay and melancholy, indicating a bittersweet excitement for the potential change and growth that spring represents.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I feel agitated and unsettled, just like a willow tree swaying in a strong gust of wind.


I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I am constantly on edge and easily startled, similar to a puppet that reacts with sudden movements when pulled by its strings.


I'd say that I had Spring fever, But I know it isn't Spring
I have symptoms of excitement and anticipation typically associated with Spring, but I am aware that it is not actually Spring.


I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented
I feel fascinated and inspired, yet somewhat dissatisfied or lacking fulfillment in a way that is not clear.


Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Similar to a nightingale that is unable to express itself through song, I feel a sense of frustration or emptiness.


Oh, why should I have Spring fever, When it isn't even Spring?
I question the reason behind experiencing Spring fever when the season itself has not yet arrived.


I keep wishing I were somewhere else
I constantly have desires to be in a different place, away from my current surroundings.


Walking down a strange new street
Imagining myself strolling along an unfamiliar and unknown street, encompassing the sense of adventure and exploration.


Hearing words that I have never heard
Envisioning listening to new and unfamiliar words, suggesting the longing for novelty and fresh experiences.


From a girl I've yet to meet
Yearning for conversations and interactions with a girl I have not yet had the chance to encounter or know.


I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
I am occupied like a spider weaving intricate webs of imaginative thoughts and fantasies.


I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I feel lighthearted and excited, similar to the joyous and carefree demeanor of a baby happily swinging on a swing.


I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
I have not witnessed the blooming of crocuses or rosebuds, nor have I observed a robin flying in the sky.


But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
I experience a sense of happiness or joy, albeit tinged with a touch of sadness or pensiveness.


That it might as well be Spring
The combination of my emotions and state of mind is so reminiscent of Spring that it feels as though the season has arrived.




Lyrics © Kanjian Music, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Tratore, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Oscar Hammerstein II, Richard Rodgers

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