REm(add2)ound, like a circle in a spC/Eiral
Like a wheel within a whF#7/Eeel
Never ending or begB7(b9)inning
On an ever-spinning rEm(add2)eel
Like a snowball down a mE7/G#ountain
Or a E7(b9)carnival ballAm7oon
Like a carousel that's bD7(9sus4)urning
Running rD7(b9)ings around the rGmaj7(#5)oom
Like a clGmaj7ock whose hands are swCmaj7eeping
Past the minutes of its F#m7b5face
And the world is like an B7(sus4)apple
Whirling sB7ilently in spEbmaj7/Bbace
Like the cAm7ircles that you fA#dim7ind B7
In the windmills of your mEm(add2)ind
(same as the 1st verse)
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 pEm7(9)ocket
Words that jangle E7(b9)/G#in your hAm7ead
Why does summer go so quD7(9sus4)ickly?
Was it sD7(9)omething tD7(b9)hat you sGmaj7(#5)aid?
LGmaj7overs walk along the shDm7ore
And leave their fG7(9/13)ootprints in the sCmaj7and
Is the sound of distant drC#m7b5umming
Just the fF#7(b9)ingers of your hBm7and?
Pictures hBm/Aanging in a hE7/G#allway
In the frE7agment of this sAm7ong
Half-remembered names and fD7(9sus4)aces
But to whD7(b9)om do they belGmaj7(#5)ong?
When you knG7(9sus4)ew that it was Cmaj7over
Were you suddenly awF#m7b5are
That the autumn leaves were tEm/Burning
To the cB7(sus4)olor B7of her hEm(add2)air?
Like a circle in a spC/Eiral
Like a wheel within a whF#7/Eeel
Never ending or begB7(b9)/Einning
On an ever-spinning rEbmaj7/Bbeel
As the imAm7ages unwF#7(b9/13)ind
Like the circles that you fEm/Bind B7
In the windmills of your mEm(add2)ind
Pictures hBm7anging in a hE7(9sus4)allway
In the frE7(b9)agment of this sAm7ong
Half-remembered names and D7(9sus4)faces
But to whD7(b9)om do they belGmaj7(#5)ong?
When you knG7(9sus4)ew that it was Cmaj7over
Were you suddenly awF#m7b5are
That the autumn leaves were tEm/Burning
TB7o the color of her hEm(add2)air?
Like a circle in a spC/Eiral
Like a wheel within a whF#7/Eeel
Never ending or begB7(b9)/Einning
On an ever-spinning rEbmaj7/Bbeel
As the Am7images unwF#7(b9/13)ind
Like the circles that you fEm/Bind B7
In the windmills of your mEm(add2)ind