Johnny Mathis - The Windmills Of Your Mind Lyrics






Round
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On ever-spinning wheel

Like a snowball down the 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 the tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shown

Like a door that keeps revolving
And a half-forgotten dream
Or the ripples from the 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 dangle in your head
Why the summer goes so quickly
Was it something that you said

Lovers walk along the 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 fragments of a song
Half-remembered and faces
But to whom do they belong?

When you knew that it was over
You were certainly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair





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  1. H.... ....

    Wow, I so long searched for exactly this version of the song. Never knew the name behind that beautiful voice. Had that song only on an old cassette of my mother from the sixties/seventies and searched through so many interpretations of the song. Now finally I found it here. Thanks so much for providing it!

  2. S.... A....

    "...never ending or beginning
    on a ever spinning wheel..."

    Steve McQueen!

  3. L.... R....

    Think!!!!! You bucket of hammers brains

  4. T.... S....

    My favorite version of this song.

  5. F.... R....

    Memories <3

  6. C.... A....

    Isso é que é música de verdade. Grande Johnny Mathis!

  7. C.... P....

    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 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

    Compositores: Alan Bergman / Marylin Bergman / Michel Legrand