Still she haunts me, phantomwise Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes she dies Still she haunts me, phantomwise A boat beneath a sunny sky in an evening of July Autumn frosts have slain July Still she haunts me, phantomwise. Getting sick of the way that I feel Getting sick of these thoughts that aren't real You can't have You can't have You can't have me back In a Wonderland she lies Dreaming as the days go by Dreaming as the summer dies Still she haunts me, phantomwise. She's mine She's mine tonight