The Windmills of Your Mind - Dusty Springfield

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 of 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 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 somebody threw in a stream Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space Like the circles you sometimes 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 walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand? 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 his hair! Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind In the windmills of your mind!

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 burning Running rings around the moon Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes of 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 it's 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 of 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. 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 Andeave their footprints in the sand Is the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand Pictures hanging in a hallway And a fragment of this 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 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 this 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 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.

Round like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending on 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 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 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 a 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 Were you 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

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 of 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 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 of 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! 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 walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand? 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! Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head When did summer go so quickly? Was it something that you said? Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand? 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 in the autumn of good-byes For a moment you could not recall the color of his eyes! 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!

Been burned and with both feet on the ground I've learned that it's painful comin' down No use runnin' away And there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Flashed and I think I'm fallin' down Crashed and my ears can't hear a sound No use runnin' away And there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Burned and with both feet on the ground I've learned that it's painful comin' down No use runnin' away And there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin'

I think that it's high time we had a talk I think that we're making a big mistake I've been feeling lately the magic is gone Are we just together for convenience sake, baby I don't believe it (feeling) I don't think that's true (tied down) It'll just pass if we allow it to (need to break free) It's just a stage we're going through (they say clean cuts) I think you're just restless for something new (heal much faster) Baby, Feeling like we pay our dime And all we get in return Is a piece of each other's time Are we just Taxi Dancing Lost somewhere in a slow dance for two And the band that was playing Has finally stopped playing our favorite song Are we just Taxi Dancing You're paying for me and I'm paying for you And are we holding on to a feeling With desperation Ohhh Don't know if you're right Don't know if you're wrong Seems to me we haven't danced long Don't make it hard (I won't) Don't make it easy (hold you) We'll just walk away (if you) At the end of the song (must go) Baby, Put one last nickel in the jukebox Give that love we once felt Just one final spin around 'Cause we're just Taxi Dancing Lost somewhere in a slow dance for two And the band that was playing Has finally stopped playing our favorite song And we're just dancing And the band that was playing Has finally stopped playing our favorite song Are we just Taxi Dancing You're paying for me and I'm paying for you And are we holding on to each other in desperation Taxi Dancing

Talk about life, imitating art Well I was sure that I heard the Director yell, "Take it from the start" And I could feel my body crushing yours Camera dollied into place Your husband's in the front row, I couldn't look him in the face Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong But it grew too fast, too strong Don't you think your friends are talking Alyson? They're blaming it all on me I'm blaming it all on love Well don't you think your friends are talking Alyson? Just a little sexual tension Under the guise of love Young and tragic, I really felt the part While we were sweating and screaming tearin' out his heart Well I was sure I heard the wind and the wires Crying in sympathy For star-crossed lovers, Ally that ain't you or me Part of the pleasure was that it felt so wrong But it grew too fast, too strong Don't you think your friends are talking Alyson? They're blaming it all on me I'm blaming it all on love Well don't you think your friends are talking Alyson? Just a little sexual tension Under the guise of love For a limited run in to your local bedroom We knew the curtain would be coming down soon Reviews were mixed, the press was unkind Ally I hope they will forgive us in time, in time Part of the attraction was that we knew it couldn't last So we closed our eyes and held on Don't you thing your friends are talking Alyson? Who were we trying to fool? What was I thinking of? Don't you think your friends are talking Alyson? They're blaming it all on me I'm blaming it all on love Well don't you think your friends are talking Alyson? Just a little sexual tension Under the guise of love