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