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
ike a clock whose hands are spinnin
Past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently into space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills ofyour mind
Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shown
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half-forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream
ike a clock whose hands are spinnin
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 ofyour mind
Keys thatjingle in your pocket
Words thatjangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore
And leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers ofyour hand?
Pictures hanging in the 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
In the autumn of goodbyes
For a moment you could not
Recall the color of his eyes
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 ofyour mind