It Might As Well Be Spring
Kenny Dorham Septet Lyrics

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I feel anxious and unsettled, like a willow tree caught in a violent windstorm.

I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I am nervous and on edge, like a marionette controlled by an unseen force.

I'd say that I had spring fever But I know it isn't spring
Although I feel restless and agitated, I can't blame it on the arrival of spring, because it hasn't started yet.

I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented Like a nightingale without a song to sing
I have a dreamy and wistful outlook, but I feel unfulfilled and aimless, like a bird without a beautiful melody to sing.

Oh, why should I have Spring fever When it isn't even spring?
I am questioning why I feel so restless and excited, as though experiencing Spring fever, even though the season hasn't yet begun.

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
My mind wanders to thoughts of adventure and romantic possibility, imagining myself in new and exciting places, meeting someone special and hearing new words.

I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I am caught up in my own imagination, spinning webs of fantasy, and feeling dizzy with excitement and anticipation, like a child 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
Though I haven't yet seen any signs of spring, I am filled with a cheerful yet bittersweet sense of longing and nostalgia, as though already experiencing the season's joyful renewal.

It might as well be spring
Despite the absence of observable seasonal change, the intense emotions and feelings of excitement and possibility make it seem as though spring has already arrived.