(written by m.gibb/kipner)In the spring , a young man’s fancy likely turnsTo what he’s been thinkin’ ofHe’s thinkin’ of loveIn the spring , a young man’s heart’s begins to singThinkin’ of wedding ringsHe’s thinkin’ of loveThe chilly wintery winds, they blow,In his heart ,he’s warmAnd true romance begins to growA love is bornIn the spring , a young man’s fancyLikely turns to what he’s been thinkin’ ofHe’s thinkin’ of loveThe chilly wintery winds they blowIn his heart , he’s warmAnd true romance begins to growA love is bornIn the spring , a young man’s fancyLikely turns to what’s he’s been thinkin’ ofHe’s thinkin’ of loveHe’s thinkin’ of loveHe’s thinkin’ of loveOoh ........