The Windmills Of Your Mind Lyrics - When You Know - Dianne Reeves

Round like the 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 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 

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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 the 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 a 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 his hair? 

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 the 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 

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 reel 

As the images unwind 

Like the circles that you find 

In the windmills of your mind