Dusty Springfield - Windmills Of Your Mind
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Band name | Dusty Springfield |
Song name | Windmills Of Your Mind |
Tab type | Piano tab |
Added | 05/12/2008 |
Size | 2.8 kb |
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Em B7 Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, Em Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel, E7 Fm7 Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnival balloon B7 Em7 Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon, Hm7 F#7/5- Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face, B7 Edim Fnd the world is like an apple whirling silently in space, B7 Em Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind. Em B7 Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own, Em Bown a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone, E7 Fm7 Like a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream, B7 Em7 Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream, Hm7 F#m7/5- Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face, B7 Edim Fnd the world is like an apple whirling silently in space, B7 Em Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind. Em Fm7 Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head; B7 Em7 Why did summer go so quickly? Was it something that I said? E7 Hm7 Lovers walk along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand; F#7 Bm Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand? E7 Fm Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragments of a song, B7 Em7 Half-remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong? Hm7 F#m7/5- When you knew that it was over, were you suddenly aware B7 Em That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair? B7 Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, Edim Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel, Em B7 Fs the images unwind, like the circles that you find Em Fm Em B7 Em In the windmills of your mind.