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Windmills of your mind

Marchio Bossa2010年6月24日

Windmills of your mind 歌詞

Windmills of your mind - Marchio Bossa

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 the 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 it's 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 it's own

 

Down the highway to a cavern

Where the sun has never shone

Like a door that keeps revolving

In a half forgotten dream

Of the ripples from a pebble

Someone tosses in the stream like a clock whose hands are

Sweeping

Past the minutes on it's 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 walk along the shore

And leave their foot prints in the sand

Is the sound of distant drumming

Just the fingers of your 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

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

 

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