>>>DUSTY SPRINGFIELD - WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND<<<
>>>>>>>>>transcribed by wws1215@gmx.net<<<<<<<<<
Cm Fm6
Round, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
G7 G Cm
Never ending or beginning, on an ever spinning wheel
C7 Fm
Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnaval balloon
Bb7 Ebmaj7
Like a carousell that's turning, running rings around the moon
Ebmaj7 Eb Fm9 Fm
Like a clock whose hands are swee- ping past the minutes of its face
G7 F#dim
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
G7(addAb) Cm9 Cm Cm7
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
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(Cm7) Fm6
Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
G Cm7
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
C7 Fm
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half forgotten dream
Bb7 Ebmaj7
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Abmaj7 Fm6
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
G7 F#dim
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
G7 Cm7
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
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(Cm) Fm7
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Bb7 Ebmaj7
Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Eb7 Abmaj7
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
D7 Gm
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Gm7 C7 Fm
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragment of a song
Bb7 Ebmaj7
Half remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
Abmaj7 Dm
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
G7addAb Cm7
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of his hair
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(Cm7) Fm6
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
G7 F#dim
Never ending or beginning, on an ever spinning wheel
Cm7/G G7
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
Cm7
In the windmills of your mind
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