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Spring Is HereOnce there was a thing called springWhen the world was writing s 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 a pin in the balloon Why doesn't my heart go dancing Why isn't the waltz entrancing No desire No ambition leads me Maybe it's because Nobody needs me Why doesn't the breeze delight me Stars appear Why doesn't the night invite me Maybe it's because Nobody loves me Oh, spring is here Spring is here, I hear |