Dusty Springfield - Windmills of your mind

^CmRound, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a ^Fm6wheel Never ending or be^G7gin^Gning, on an ever spinning ^Cmwheel Like a snowball down a ^C7mountain or a carnaval bal^Fmloon Like a carousell that's ^Bb7turning, running rings around the ^Ebmaj7moon Like a clock whose hands are ^Ebmaj7swee- ^Ebping past the minutes of its ^Fm9face^Fm And the world is like an ^G7apple whirling silently in ^F#dimspace G7(addAb) Cm9 Cm Cm7 Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind ---------------------------------------------------------------------

Down a hollow to a ^Gcavern where the sun has never ^Cm7shone Like a door that keeps ^C7revolving in a half forgotten ^Fmdream Or the ripples from a ^Bb7pebble someone tosses in a ^Ebmaj7stream Like a clock whose hands are ^Abmaj7sweeping past the minutes of its ^Fm6face And the world is like an ^G7apple whirling silently in ^F#dimspace Like the circles that you ^G7find in the windmills of your ^Cm7mind ---------------------------------------------------------------------

Why did summer go so ^Bb7quickly, was it something that you ^Ebmaj7said' Lovers walk along the ^Eb7shore and leave their footprints in the ^Abmaj7sand Is the sound of distant ^D7drumming just the fingers of your ^Gmhand' Pictures ^Gm7hanging in a ^C7hallway and the fragment of a ^Fmsong Half remembered names and ^Bb7faces, but to whom do they ^Ebmaj7belong' When you knew that it was ^Abmaj7over you were suddenly a^Dmware G7addAb Cm7 That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of his hair --------------------------------------------------------------------- (Cm7) Fm6 Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or be^G7ginning, on an ever spinning ^F#dimwheel Cm7/G G7 As the images unwind, like the circles that you find In the windmills of your ^Cm7mind _____________________________________________________________________