The Windmills Of Your Mind Lyrics - Doroth's Harp - Dorothy Ashby

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 tosses 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 walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand 

Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand? 

Pictures hanging 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 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 reel 

As the images unwind, like the circles that you find 

In the windmills of your mind!