Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most Bette Midler

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
But I walk in the park
Just to kill the lonely hours
Spring can really hang you up the most

All afternoon the birds twitter-twitt
I know the tune. This is love, this is it
Heard it before
And don't I know the score
And I've decided that spring is a bore