It Happens Every Spring

My doctor can't explain my feverish condition That makes my heart stand still then suddenly take wing Each time I get a kind of tingly premonition That very soon it will be spring. I see rainbows, but it's clear, the sun is shining; I hear songbirds long before they start to sing. Each passing cloud I see shows me its silver lining, It's symptomatic every spring. His diagnosis is I'm suffering from daydreams, I'm like a puppet with no one to pull the strings. No vaccination can inoculate 'gainst fey dreams, So wait and see what tomorrow brings. If I still feel the way that I do today, He says don't worry, it will pass away. Like a heat rash, it's a temporary thing. So no prescription, just take two aspirins, Get lots of rest, and he'll see me again next spring.