Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most Ann Hampton Callaway

Once I was a sentimental thing
Threw my heart away each spring;
Now a spring romance hasn't got a chance
Promised my first dance to winter;
All I've got to show's a splinter for my little fling

Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that never left the post;
I lie in my room, staring up at the ceiling
Spring can really hang you up the most!

Morning's kiss wakes trees and flowers
And to them I'd like to drink a toast
I walk in the park just to kill some lonely hours
Spring can really hang you up the most

All afternoon those birds twitter twit
I know the tune: "This is love. this is it!"
Heard it before and I know the score
And I've decided that spring is a bore!

Love seemed sure around the New Year
Now it's April, love is just a ghost
Spring arrived on time, only what became of you, dear?
Spring can really hang you up the most
Spring can really hang you up the most