Round like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's burning Burning rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes of its phase
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
Other ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes of its phase
And the world is like an apple Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind
Where's that jingle in your pocket? Where's that jangle in your head?
Why does summer go 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 this song
Have 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 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
Where's that jingle in your pocket? Where's that jangle in your head?
Why does summer go so quickly? Why does summer go so quickly?
Why does summer go so quickly? Why does summer go so quickly?
When you knew that it was over Were you 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
Why does summer go so quickly? Why does summer go so quickly?
When you knew that it was over Were you 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

Like a circle in a spiral Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind