Windmills Of Your Mind - Barbara Lewis

Round like a circle in a spiral

Like a wheel within a wheel

Never-ending or beginning

On an ever spinning reel

Like a snowball down a mountain

Or a carnival balloon

Like a carousel that’s turning

Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its 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 its 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 threw in a stream

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face

And the world is like an 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 so quickly?

Was it something that you said?

Lovers walk along the shore

Leave their footprints in the sand

Is the sound of distant drumming

Thompin' of the fingers on your hand?

Pictures hanging in a hallway

And the fragment of a song

Half remembered names of faces

But to whom do they belong?

When you knew that it was over

You were suddenly aware

That the autumn leaves were turning

To the color of his hair!

Like a circle in a spiral

Like a wheel within a wheel

Never-ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel

Like the circles that you find

In the windmills of your ever-lovin' mind!

In the windmills of your mind

Windmills of your mind

Windmills of your mind

Windmills of your mind

In the windmills of your mind

In the windmills of your mind

In the windmills of your mind