April in my mind, but I can't sleep So I take a walk under the trees What did I see? Summer waits the leaves As lovely as I've ever known Happiness just comes and goes My heart is playing like a violin Sunday, and she called again Now where can I go? Somewhere the wind don't blow me back into the conversations Promises and situations, yeah It's all constant, in the air. The phantom finds you cryin' in the streets Lonely cops pick flowers on their beats And what do they see? Summer waits in the leaves As lovely as they've ever known Happiness just comes and goes My heart is playing like a violin Sunday and she called again All of the dreams that you dream I hope that they are all of me I hope that they are all of me It's the phantom Here comes the phantom