(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 ........