Intro: 
Em
 
B7
 
Em

        
Em
	Round, like a circle in a spiral,
	                      
B7
	Like a wheel within a wheel
	                      
B7
	Never ending or beginning
	                    
Em
	On an ever spinning reel
	                       
E7
	Like a snowball down a mountain
	                
Am7
	Or a carnival balloon
	                        
D7
	Like a carousel that's turning,
	                         
Gmaj7
	Running rings around the moon
	                             
Cmaj7
	Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
	                        
Am6
	Past the minutes of its face
	                         
B7
	And the world is like an apple
	                     
Bbdim
	Whirling silently in space
	                          
B7
	Like the circles that you find
	                         
Em
	In the windmills of your mind
	                         
Em
	Like a tunnel that you follow
	                   
B7
	To a tunnel of its own
	                   
B7
	Down a hollow to a cavern
	                        
Em
	Where the sun has never shone
	                           
E7
	Like a door that keeps revolving
	                    
Am7
	In a half-forgotten dream
	                      
D7
	Or the ripples from a pebble
	                    
Gmaj7
	Someone tosses in a stream
	                             
Cmaj7
	Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
	                        
Am6
	Past the minutes of its face
	                         
B7
	And the world is like an apple
	                     
Bbdim
	Whirling silently in space
	                          
B7
	Like the circles that you find
	                         
Em
	In the windmills of your mind

	Keys that jingle in your pocket,
	                          
Am7
	Words that jangle in your head
	                     
D7
	Why did summer go so quickly?
	                          
Gmaj7
	Was it something that you said?
	                      
G7
	Lovers walk along the shore
	                                  
Cmaj7
	And leave their footprints in the sand
	                        
F#7
	Is the sound of distant drumming
	                         
Bm
	Just the fingers of your hand?
	                      
E7
	Pictures hanging in a hallway
	                      
Am
	And the fragment of a song
	                          
D7
	Half-remembered names and faces,
	                      
Gmaj7
	But to whom do they belong?
	                          
Cmaj7
	When you knew that it was over,
	                   
Am6
	You were suddenly aware
	                            
B7
	That the autumn leaves were turning
	                     
Em
	To the colour of her hair
	                 
Em
	А circle in a spiral,
	                 
B7
	А wheel within a wheel
	                 
B7
	Never ending or beginning
	                   
Bbdim
	On an ever spinning reel
	                
Em
	As the images unwind,
	                          
B7
	Like the circles that you find
	                         
Em
	In the windmills of your mind