Frank Sinatra - It Might As Well Be Spring (Reprise® Recordings 1961)

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
O why should I have spring fever,
when it isn't even spring

I keep wishing I were someone else,
walking down some strange new street
hearing words that I've never heard
from a girl 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 raven 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.
(источник)