[00:03.06]The Windmills Of Your Mind
[00:03.63]-Nana Mouskouri
[00:03.99]Round, like a circle in a spiral
[00:08.76]Like a wheel within a wheel.
[00:13.86]Never ending or beginning,
[00:18.42]On an ever spinning wheel
[00:23.07]Like a snowball down a mountain
[00:27.63]Or a carnaval balloon
[00:32.58]Like a carousell that's turning
[00:37.20]Running rings around the moon
[00:42.51]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
[00:45.60]Past the minutes on it's face
[00:52.38]And the world is like an apple
[00:56.61]Whirling silently in space
[01:01.98]Like the circles that you find
[01:08.37]In the windmills of your mind
[01:20.79]Like a tunnel that you follow
[01:23.43]To a tunnel of it's own
[01:28.23]Down a hollow to a cavern
[01:31.20]Where the sun has never shone
[01:33.15]Like a door that keeps revolving
[01:36.96]In a half forgotten dream
[01:42.45]Or the ripples from a pebble
[01:44.82]Someone tosses in a stream.
[01:48.45]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
[01:51.09]Past the minutes on it's face
[01:55.53]And the world is like an apple
[01:58.56]Whirling silently in space
[02:02.34]Like the circles that you find
[02:15.30]In the windmills of your mind
[02:15.93]Keys that jingle in your pocket
[02:18.72]Words that jangle your head
[02:20.85]Why did summer go so quickly
[02:24.39]Was it something that I said
[02:27.93]Lovers walking allong the shore,
[02:31.20]Leave their footprints in the sand
[02:35.01]Was the sound of distant drumming
[02:38.04]Just the fingers of your hand
[02:41.79]Pictures hanging in a hallway
[02:48.57]And a fragment of this song
[02:49.50]Half remembered names and faces
[02:55.20]But to whom do they belong
[02:55.86]When you knew that it was over
[02:56.64]In the autumn of goodbyes
[02:57.27]For a moment you could not recall !
[03:06.12]The color of his eyes
[03:13.89]Like a circle in a spiral
[03:17.31]Like a wheel within a wheel
[03:20.85]Never ending or beginning,
[03:24.90]On an ever spinning wheel
[03:27.75]As the images unwind
[03:32.94]Like the circle that you find
[03:38.28]In the windmills of your mind

The Windmills Of Your Mind
-Nana Mouskouri
Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnaval balloon
Like a carousell 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 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 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 your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking allong the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was 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
In the autumn of goodbyes
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 wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circle that you find
In the windmills of your mind