Intro:

[Em] [B7] [Em]

Round, like a circle in a spiral,

Like a wheel within a [B7]wheel

Never ending or beginning

On an ever spinning [Em]reel

Like a snowball down a [E7]mountain

Or a carnival bal[Am7]loon

Like a carousel that's [D7]turning,

Running rings around the [GM7]moon

Like a clock whose hands are [CM7]sweeping

Past the minutes of its [Am6]face

And the world is like an [B7]apple

Whirling silently in [Bbdim]space

Like the circles that you [B7]find

In the windmills of your [Em]mind

Like a tunnel that you follow

To a tunnel of its [B7]own

Down a hollow to a cavern

Where the sun has never [Em]shone

Like a door that keeps revol[E7]ving

In a half-forgotten [Am7]dream

Or the ripples from a [D7]pebble

Someone tosses in a [GM7]stream

Like a clock whose hands are [CM7]sweeping

Past the minutes of its [Am6]face

And the world is like an [B7]apple

Whirling silently in [Bbdim]space

Like the circles that you [B7]find

In the windmills of your [Em]mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket,

Words that jangle in your [Am7]head

Why did summer go so [D7]quickly?

Was it something that you [GM7]said?

Lovers walk along the [G7]shore

And leave their footprints in the [CM7]sand

Is the sound of distant [F#7]drumming

Just the fingers of your [Bm]hand?

Pictures hanging in a [E7]hallway

And the fragment of a [Am]song

Half-remembered names and [D7]faces,

But to whom do they be[GM7]long?

When you knew that it was [CM7]over,

You were suddenly [Am6]aware

That the autumn leaves were [B7]turning

To the colour of her [Em]hair

A circle in a spiral,

A wheel within a [B7]wheel

Never ending or beginning

On an ever spinning [Bbdim]reel

As the images un[Em]wind,

Like the circles that you [B7]find

In the windmills of your [Em]mind