[00:00.111]ray conniff &the singers -The Windmills Of Your Mind
[00:17.859]Round like a circle in a spiral
[00:20.979]Like a wheel within a wheel
[00:24.419]Never ending or beginning
[00:27.119]On an ever spinning reel
[00:29.849]Like a snowball down a
[00:31.939]Mountain or a carnival balloon
[00:35.79]Like a carousel that's turning
[00:38.349]Running rings around the moon
[00:41.309]Like a clock whose hands are
[00:44.169]Sweeping past the minutes of its face
[00:47.49]And the world is like an apple
[00:49.819]Whirling silently in space
[00:55.869]Like the circles that you find
[00:58.799]In the windmills of your mind
[01:07.819]Like a tunnel that you
[01:09.649]Follow to a tunnel of its own
[01:12.999]Down a hollow to a cavern
[01:15.689]Where the sun has never shone
[01:18.609]Like a door that keeps revolving
[01:21.269]In a half forgotten dream
[01:24.329]Or the ripples from a pebble
[01:26.949]Someone tosses in a stream
[01:30.49]Like a clock whose hands are
[01:32.859]Sweeping past the minutes of its face
[01:36.139]And the world is like an apple
[01:37.829]Whirling silently in space
[01:44.559]Like the circles that you find
[01:47.389]In the windmills of your mind
[01:56.259]Keys that jingle in your pocket
[01:58.299]Words that jangle in your head
[02:01.319]When did summer go so quickly
[02:04.199]Was it something that you said
[02:06.919]Lovers walking along a shore and
[02:09.849]Leave their footprints in the sand
[02:12.759]Is the sound of distant drumming
[02:15.179]Just the fingers of your hand
[02:18.369]Pictures hanging in a hallway
[02:21.69]And the fragment of a song
[02:23.889]Half remembered names and faces
[02:26.579]But to whom do they belong
[02:29.718]When you knew that it was
[02:32.418]Over you were suddenly aware
[02:35.268]That the autumn leaves were
[02:37.868]Turning to the color of her hair
[02:43.996]Like the circles that you find in
[02:49.706]The windmills of your mind

ray conniff &the singers -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
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 you were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were
Turning to the color of her hair
Like the circles that you find in
The windmills of your mind