Blossom Dearie - Blossom Dearie (1998) by Blossom Dearie (보컬) on maniadb.com

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



Could it be 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 hard 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