Melancholy March
Julie London Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Melancholy March, your gloom is showing
Your winds are blowing across the sky
Melancholy March, your clouds are crying
Your trees are sighing as though they'll die

I know you're late for winter's tale
Too early for any spring
So we stand hand in hand
Waiting for anything

Melancholy March without a season
You have no reason or rhyme to be




Melancholy March, meet melancholy me
Melancholy March, meet melancholy me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Julie London's song "Melancholy March" depict the somber and melancholic atmosphere of the month of March. The song personifies March as a character, describing it as gloomy with its winds blowing across the sky, clouds crying, and trees sighing as though they will die. March is portrayed as a transitional month, caught between winter and spring, symbolizing the struggle between two seasons.


The singer acknowledges that March is too late for winter's tale and too early for spring, leaving them in a state of anticipation, hand in hand, waiting for anything to happen. The song captures the feeling of being stuck in a liminal space, longing for change but unable to transition fully into a new season.


The final lines of the song reveal the connection between March and the singer, both characterized by melancholy. March is described as lacking a specific reason or rhyme to exist in this state, and the singer identifies themselves as "melancholy me," suggesting a shared sense of sadness and emotional resonance between the two.


Overall, "Melancholy March" explores the bittersweet nature of transition and captures the longing and melancholy that can accompany change.


Line by Line Meaning

Melancholy March, your gloom is showing
The sadness and heaviness of March's atmosphere are evident.


Your winds are blowing across the sky
The wind is moving forcefully through the air, signaling March's presence.


Melancholy March, your clouds are crying
The clouds in March appear to be shedding tears, emphasizing its melancholic nature.


Your trees are sighing as though they'll die
The trees, burdened by March's sadness, seem to express their own impending demise.


I know you're late for winter's tale
March arrives after winter, but it still carries remnants of its cold and desolate nature.


Too early for any spring
It is too soon for the season of rebirth and rejuvenation to begin.


So we stand hand in hand
In the face of March's melancholy, we remain united and supportive.


Waiting for anything
We anxiously await any change or improvement to lift the gloom of March.


Melancholy March without a season
March seems to lack a clear identity or purpose in terms of seasons.


You have no reason or rhyme to be
March's existence appears arbitrary and devoid of purpose or structure.


Melancholy March, meet melancholy me
March's somber disposition resonates with my own feelings of sadness and melancholy.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found