Spring Is Here

Once, there was a thing called Spring

When the world was writing verses

Like yours and mine

All the lads and girls would sing

When we sat at little tables and drank May wine

Now April, May and June are sadly out of tune

Life has stuck the pin in the balloon

Spring is here, why doesn't my heart go dancing?

Spring is here, why isn't the waltz entrancing?

No desire, no ambition leads me

Maybe it's because nobody needs me

Spring is here, why doesn't the breeze delight me?

Stars appear, why doesn't the night invite me?

Maybe it's because nobody loves me

Spring is here, I hear

Maybe it's because nobody loves me

Spring is here, I hear