The Windmills of Your Mind

Round like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never endin' or beginnin' On ever spinnin' reel Like a snowball down a mountain Or a carnival balloon Like a carousel that's turnin' Runnin' rings around the moon Like a clock whose hands are sweepin' Past the minutes of its face And the world is like an apple Whirlin' 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 revolvin' In a half forgotten dream Or the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream Like a clock whose hands are sweepin' Past the minutes of its face And the world is like an apple Whirlin' 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 somethin' that you said? Lovers walk along a shore Leave their footprints in the sand Was the sound of distant drummin' Just the fingers of your hand? Pictures hangin' in a hallway And the fragment of a song Half remembered names and faces But to whom do they belong? When you knew that it was over You were suddenly aware That the autumn leaves were turnin' To the colour of his hair Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never endin' or beginnin' On an ever spinnin' reel As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind