1. Round, like a circle in a [Em] spiral, like a wheel within a [B7] wheel
Never ending or beginning, on an ever spinning [Em] reel
Like a snowball down a [E7] mountain or a carnival [Am7] balloon
Like a carousel that's [D7] turning, running rings around the [Gmaj7] moon
Like a clock whose hands are [Cmaj7] sweeping, past the minutes of its [Am6] face
And the world is like an [B7] apple, whirling silently in [Bbdim] space
Like the circles that you [B7] find, in the windmills of your [Em] mind
2. Like a tunnel that you [Em] follow, to a tunnel of its [B7] own
Down a hollow to a cavern, where the sun has never [Em] shone
Like a door that keeps [E7] revolving, in a half-forgotten [Am7] dream
Or the ripples from a [D7] pebble, someone tosses in a [Gmaj7] stream
Like a clock whose hands are [Cmaj7] sweeping, past the minutes of its [Am6] face
And the world is like an [B7] apple, whirling silently in [Bbdim] space
Like the circles that you [B7] find, in the windmills of your [Em] mind
3. Keys that jingle in your [Em] pocket, words that jangle in your [Am7] head
Why did summer go so [D7] quickly? Was it something that you [Gmaj7] said?
Lovers walk along the [G7] shore, and leave their footprints in the [Cmaj7] sand
Is the sound of distant [F#7] drumming, just the fingers of your [Bm] hand?
Pictures hanging in a [E7] hallway, and the fragment of a [Am] song
Half-remembered names and [D7] faces, but to whom do they [Gmaj7] belong?
When you knew that it was [Cmaj7] over, you were suddenly [Am6] aware
That the autumn leaves were [B7] turning, to the colour of her [Em] hair
A circle in a [Em] spiral, a wheel within a [B7] wheel
Never ending or beginning, on an ever spinning [Bbdim] reel
As the images [Em] unwind, like the circles that you [B7] find
in the windmills of your [Em] mind