Blossom Dearie
They Say It's Spring

(Marty Clark/Bob Haymes)

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

They say it's 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 heart 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


Mirror lyrics:

'Twas you
That it wasn't spring
Darling I thought we knew

That wondrous day that you caught me
Though it was spring
To bring the ring that you bought me
Did I need spring

One can find a perpetual thing
One in sight
With the right

That my fancy may turn in the spring
That it's so
Though I know

This, they are sure is true
For which September the cure is
That evil thing
For lovers, there's where the lure is
They say it's spring

Though I'm poetic too
Then poets plights are pathetic
It's merely spring
That when a heart sympathetic
If poets sing

It's you
Though they say it's spring
You're what I'm clinging to
But when the robins stop singing
It may be spring
Those bells that I can hear ringing
They say it's spring

Something more than a seasonal thing
This must be
Yet to me

I'm the spark of a firefly's fling
On the wing
I'm a lark

Heavenly, hazy hue
That gave the whole world this crazy
It's May, they say
That's made me daft as a daisy
They say it's May

Came with the weather too
This magic we share together
They say this thing
This feeling light as a feather
They say it's spring

What the modern cynics shout of
To the fact that I'm in doubt of
I fear that I must own up
Though now I'm much more grown up
Of moods and myths and illusionary schemes
When I was young I lived in a world of dreams

(Marty Clark/Bob Haymes)


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