G     Cdim     C          Edim      G
When I was young I lived in a world of dreams
     G       Cdim           C          Edim      G
Of moods and myths and il - lu - sion - ar - y schemes
       Em                  B7
Though now I'm much more grown up
   Em              B7
I fear that I must own up
        D9               A7
To the fact that I'm in doubt of
         D9     Am7      D7
What the modern cynics shout of.

[Refrain]

 G   G/E       Am7   D7  G   G/E      Am7 Cdim   D7
They say it's spring,   this feeling light as a feather;
     Em  Gdim  B7     Em           Gdim     B7
They say this thing, this magic we share together
 Am            Em       C   Cdim
Came with the weather, too.

[Verse 2]

G   G/E       Am7  D7  G     G/E     Am7 Cdim   D7
They say it's May     that's made me daft as a daisy;
     Em  Gdim  B7  B7/F# Em              Gdim
It's May, they say,        that gave the whole world
      B7    Am        Em    C   Cdim
This crazy, heavenly, hazy hue.

[Bridge]

       F#7         B7
I'm a lark on the wing
         F#7       Gdim       F#7
I'm the spark of a firefly's fling
Fdim   C  Am Edim       G  E7
Yet to me,   this must be
          C    C/B    Am7       Am7/G  B7  Cdim  D7
Something more than a sea - son - al thing.

[Verse 3]

G    G/E      Am7  D7 G       G/E       Am7   Cdim   D7
Could it be spring,     those bells that I can hear ringing?
   Em  Gdim  B7  B7/F# Em             Gdim         B7
It may  be spring,       but when the robins stop singing
Cdim             Em      B7
You're what I'm clinging to
Edim    G   G/E       Am7    Cdim  G  G Fdim C Cdim  G G/B  Am7 Cdim
Though they say it's spring, it's you.

[Refrain]

G   G/E  Am7  D7 G      G/E     Am7    Cdim        D7
If poets sing,     that when a heart's sym - pa - thet - ic
Em   Gdim    B7    B7/F# Em            Gdim            B7
It's merely spring,        then poets plights are pa - thet - ic
Am           Em    C  Cdim
Though I'm poetic too,

[Verse 4]
G    G/E       Am7  D7 G   G/E       Am7    Cdim       D7
They say it's spring -- for lovers, there's where the lure is,
Em   Gdim   B7 B7/F# Em                Gdim            B7
That evil thing         for which Sep - tem - ber the cure is,
Am             Em      C  Cdim
This they are sure is true;

[Bridge]

         F#7            B7
Though I know that it's so
         F#7      Gdim         F#7
That my fancy may turn in the spring,
Fdim      C   Am Edim     G   E7
With the right   one in sight
         C  C/B      Am7 Am7/G     B7  Cdim  D7
One can find a per - pet - u - al thing.

[Outro]
G  G/E      Am7  D7 G     G/E      Am7 Cdim       D7
Did I need spring     to bring the ring that you bought me?
Em     Gdim      B7  B7/F# Em                Gdim          B7
Thought it was spring         that marvelous day that you caught me,
Cdim          Em       B7
Darling, I thought we knew,
Edim  G  G/E     Am7    Cdim  G  G Fdim C Cdim  G G/B  Am7 Cdim G6
That it wasn't spring, 'twas you.