It Might as Well Be Spring
Embracing Restlessness: A Melancholic Ode to Yearning
Lyrics
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I feel unsettled and agitated like a willow tree in a strong wind.
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'm nervous and jittery, akin to a puppet being manipulated on strings.
I'd say that I had Spring fever
I believe I have Spring fever, a sense of restlessness and excitement associated with spring.
But I know it isn't Spring
Despite my feelings, I am aware that it is not actually Spring.
I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented
I'm dreamy and somewhat dissatisfied, similar to a nightingale without a song.
Like a nightingale without a song to sing
Expressing discontent, feeling like there's something missing in life.
Oh, why should I have Spring fever
Why do I experience Spring fever when it's not the Spring season?
When it isn't even Spring?
Questioning the reason behind the restlessness during a time that is not Spring.
I keep wishing I were somewhere else
I wish I were somewhere else, seeking a change in my current situation.
Walking down a strange new street
Desiring to explore unfamiliar places, symbolized by walking down a new street.
Hearing words that I have never heard
Longing for new experiences and conversations with unknown words.
From a girl I've yet to meet
Imagining interactions with a girl I've never met, adding to the sense of yearning.
I'm as busy as a spider spinning daydreams
Feeling occupied with daydreams, represented as a spider spinning its web of fantasies.
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
Experiencing a lightheadedness comparable to a baby on a swing.
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
Despite not seeing typical signs of Spring, I'm caught up in the emotions associated with the season.
But I feel so gay in a melancholy way
Feeling happy in a somewhat sad or thoughtful manner.
That it might as well be Spring
Expressing that the current emotional state might as well be Spring, despite the actual season.
It might as well be Spring
Summarizing the idea that the emotions are so intense that they might as well be associated with Spring.
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