Lyrics

Spring should be a hopeful time
But I'm blue as the sea
Spring brings an old sad feeling
Year after year to me

“Haven't I proved time and time again,”
Said the woodsman to the tree
“I take only what I need.
Why do you still fear me?”

Your love's as sweet as honeycomb
And you're faithful to your queen bee
But I've been stung by that mean old ghost, Keeps sneaking up on me

This old sad feeling
It plagues me in the spring
Well I'm sure it'll all be fine
It's just fodder for blossoming...