The Windmills Of Your Mind

Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning on a never spinning reel Like a snow ball down a mountain or a carnival balloon Like a carousel that's turning running ring saround the moon Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of it face And the world is like na apple whirling silently in space Like the circles that you find in the windmills of you rmind Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of it own Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun hás 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 a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face And the world is like na Apple whirling silently in space Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head Why did summer go soquickly, was it something that I said Lover swalk along a shore and leave their foot prints in thes and Is the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand Pictures hanging in a hall way and the fragments of a song Half-remembered name sand faces, buttow hom 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 a never spinnin greel As the images um wind, like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind