The Windmills Of Your Mind

Round like a circle in a spiral,

like a wheel within a (B7)wheel,

never ending or beginning on an ever spinning (Em)reel.

Like a snowball down a (E7)mountain,

or a carnival (Am)balloon, like a (Am7)carousel that's (D7)turning,

running rings around the (Gmaj7)moon.

Like a clock whose hands are (Cmaj7)sweeping past the minutes of its (F#m7)face,

and the world is like an (B7)apple whirling silently in (A#dim7)space,

like the circles that you (B7)find in the windmills of your (Em)mind!

Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its (B7)own,

down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never (Em)shone.

Like a door that keeps (E7)revolving in a half forgotten (Am)dream,

or the (Am7)ripples from a (D7)pebble someone tosses in a (Gmaj7)stream.

Like a clock whose hands are (Cmaj7)sweeping past the minutes of its (F#m7)face,

and the world is like an (B7)apple whirling silently in (A#dim7)space,

like the circles that you (B7)find in the windmills of your (Em)mind!

Keys that jingle in your pocket,

words that jangle in your (Am7)head.

Why did summer go so (D7)quickly?

Was it something that you (Gmaj7)said?

Lovers walk along a (G7)shore and leave their footprints in the (C)sand.

Is the sound of distant (F#7)drumming just the fingers of your (Bm7)hand?

Pictures hanging in a (E)hallway and the fragment of a (Am7)song.

Half remembered names and (D7)faces, but to whom do they (Gmaj7)belong?

When you knew that it was (Cmaj7)over,

you were suddenly (F#m7)aware that the autumn leaves were (B7)turning to the color of her (Em)hair!

Like a circle in a spiral,

like a wheel within a (B7)wheel,

never ending or beginning on an ever spinning (A#dim7)reel.

As the images (Em)unwind, like the circles that you (B7)find in the windmills of your (Em)mind!