Windmills of Your Mind

Round like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending on beginning On an ever-spinning wheel Like a snowball down a mountain Or a carnival balloon Like a carousel that's turning Running rings around the moon Like a clock, hands that are sweeping Past the minutes on 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 the hollow to a cavern That the sun has never shone Like a door that keeps revolving In a half-forgotten dream Like the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream Like a clock, hands that are sweeping Past the minutes on 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 Taste the jingle in your pocket Words that jangle in your head Why did summer go so quickly? Was there something that you said? Lovers walk along a shore Leave their footprints on the sand Is the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand? Is just hanging in a hallway On 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 are turning To the colour of her hair? Taste the jingle in your pocket Words that jangle in your head Why did summer go so quickly? Was there something that you said? Lovers walk along a shore Leave their footprints on the sand Is the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand? Is just hanging in a hallway On 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 are turning To the colour of her hair? Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever-spinning wheel Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind