(written by m.gibb/kipner)
In the spring , a young mans fancy likely turns
To what hes been thinkin of
Hes thinkin of love
In the spring , a young mans hearts begins to sing
Thinkin of wedding rings
Hes thinkin of love
The chilly wintery winds, they blow,
In his heart ,hes warm
And true romance begins to grow
A love is born
In the spring , a young mans fancy
Likely turns to what hes been thinkin of
Hes thinkin of love
The chilly wintery winds they blow
In his heart , hes warm
And true romance begins to grow
A love is born
In the spring , a young mans fancy
Likely turns to whats hes been thinkin of
Hes thinkin of love
Hes thinkin of love
Hes thinkin of love
Ooh ........