Fm


[Verse 1]

                                                       C
Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
                                              Fm
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
                                               Bbm
Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
                       Eb                               Ab
Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
                             Db                               Gm7b5
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
                         C                          Bdim
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
                          C                             Fm
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!



[Verse 2]

                                                 C
Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
                                                  Fm
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
                                                     Bbm
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
                      Eb                         Ab
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
                             Db                               Gm7b5
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
                         C                          Bdim
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
                          C                             Fm
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!


[Bridge]

                                            F              Bbm
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
                     Eb                                 Ab
Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
                       Ab7                                     Db
Lovers walking along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
                        Ddim                              Cm
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
                      F                             Bbm
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
                          Eb                            Ab
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
                          Db                      Gm7b5
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
                C                                       Fm
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair!


[Verse 3]
                                                 C
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
                                              Bdim
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
                G                               C
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
                 Fm
In the windmills of your mind!