Lyrics : Vinícius de Moraes/Gene Lees
Music : Antonio Carlos Jobim
What should I call this happy madness
That I feel inside of me
Some kind of wild October gladness
That I never thought I'd see?
What has become of all my sadness
All my endless lonely sighs
Where are my sorrows now?
What happened to the frown
And is that self contented clown
Standing  grinning  in the mirror  really me?
I'd like to run through Central Park
Carve your initials in the bark
Of every tree I pass  for every one  to see
I feel that I've gone back to childhood
And I'm skipping through the wild wood
So excited  that I don't know what to do
What do I care if I'm a juvenile
I smile  my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you
What should I call this happy madness
All this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy?
The god's are laughing far above
One of them gave a little shove
And I fell gaily gladly madly into love.