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 of 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 a clock whose hands are sweeping
 Past the minutes of 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
 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 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