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Alma Fernandez - The Windmills Of Your Mind Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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 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

[Verse 2]
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 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

[Bridge]
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly? Was it something that I said?
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway or a fragment of a 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 his hair?
[Saxophone Solo]

[Bridge]
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly? Was it something that I said?
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway or 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

[Outro]
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
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)