Cm

[Verse 1]
                    Cm                  
Like a circle in a spiral, 
                     Gm 
or a wheel within a wheel,              
                   G    
Never ending or beginning 
                     Cm 
on an ever-spinning reel,
                         C
Like a snowball down a mountain 
          C/E    Fm
or a carnival balloon,
           Ab         Bb
Or a carousel that's turning, 
                          Eb
running rings around the moon,
                    Gm          Ab
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping 
                         Dm
past the minutes on its face, 
                          G
And the world is like an apple, 
                      F#dim
whirling silently in space,
                            G   
Like the circles that you find 
                          Cm
in the windmills of your mind.


[Verse 2]
                          Cm            
Like a tunnel that you follow 
                   Gm
to a tunnel of its own,
                    G
Down a hollow to a cavern 
                          Cm
where the sun has never shone,
                          C                     
Like a door that keeps revolving 
                C/E   Fm
in a half-forgotten dream,
                Ab      Bb
Or the ripples from a pebble 
                      Eb
someone tosses in a stream,
                     G        Ab            
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, 
                         Dm
past the minutes on its face,
                          G
And the world is like an apple, 
                      F#dim     
whirling silently in space,
                           G
Like the circles that you find 
                          Cm
in the windmills of your mind.                      

[Verse 3]
                          Cm            
Keys that jingle in your pocket, 
                           Fm
words that jangle in your head.
                        Bb               
Why did summer go so quickly? 
                           Eb
Was it something that you said?
                        Eb/Db
Lovers walk along the shoreline, 
                               Ab
leave their footprints in the sand.
                           D    
Was the sound of distant drumming 
                          Gm
just the fingers on your hand?
                        C       
Pictures hanging in a hallway 
                        Fm
and the fragments of a song
                 Ab       Bb
Half-remembered names and faces, 
                        Gm
but to whom do they belong?
                           Ab
When you knew that it was over 
                      Dm
in the autumn of goodbyes
Cm/Eb G/D    Cm               G/B               
For a moment you could not recall 
                  G      
the color of his eyes.

[Interlude]
Cm 

[Coda]
                   Cm                   
Like a circle in a spiral, 
                      G
or a wheel within a wheel,

Never ending or beginning 
                    F#dim
on an ever-spinning reel
                 Eb
As the images unwind, 
                           G
Like the circles that you find 
                          Cm
In the windmills of your mind.