The Windmills Of Your Mind

Round, like a circle in a spiral 
Like a wheel within a wheel. 
Never ending or beginning, 
On an ever spinning wheel 
Like a snowball down a mountain 
Or a carnaval balloon 
Like a carousell that's turning 
Running rings around the moon 

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping 
Past the minutes on it's face 
And the world is like an apple 
Whirling silently in space 
Like the circles that you find 
In the windmills of your mind 

Like a tunnel that you follow 
To a tunnel of it's own 
Down a hollow to a cavern 
Where the sun has never shone 
Like a door that keeps revolving 
In a half forgotten dream 
Or the ripples from a pebble 
Someone tosses in a stream. 
Like the circles that you find 
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket 
Words that jangle your head 
Why did summer go so quickly 
Was it something that I said 
Lovers walking allong the shore, 
Leave their footprints in the sand 
Was the sound of distant drumming 
Just the fingers of your hand 

Pictures hanging in a hallway 
And a fragment of this song 
Half remembered names and faces 
But to whom do they belong 
When you knew that it was over 
Were you suddenly aware 
That the autumn leaves were turning 
To the color of her hair 

Like a circle in a spiral 
Like a wheel within a wheel 
Never ending or beginning, 
On an ever spinning wheel 
As the images unwind 
Like the circle that you find 
In the windmills of your mind 

Pictures hanging in a hallway 
And the fragment of this song 
Half remembered names and faces 
But to whom do they belong 
When you knew that it was over 
Were you suddenly aware 
That the autumn leaves were turning 
To the color of her hair 

Like a circle in a spiral 
Like a wheel within a wheel 
Never ending or beginning, 
On an ever spinning wheel 
As the images unwind 
Like the circles that you find 
In the windmills of your mind