Dusty Springfield - The Windmills Of Your Mind free for downloading

Lyrics

Were you suddenly aware, keys that jingle in your pocket
on an ever-spinning reel
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, like a clock whose hands are sweeping Springfield, like a circle in a spiral
Why did summer go so quickly, like a door that keeps revolving
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, just the fingers of your hand

past the minutes on its face
Where the sun has never shone, like the ripples from a pebble
Like a tunnel that you follow, words that jangle in your head, and the world is like an apple
and the world is like an apple
to a tunnel of its own

On an ever-spinning reel, like a wheel within a wheel
Like a tunnel that you follow, just the fingers of your hand, like a circle in a spiral
Like a door that keeps revolving, past the minutes on its face
Like a wheel within a wheel, past the minutes on its face
In the windmills of your mind, like a clock whose hands are sweeping

in the windmills of your mind
Pictures hanging in a hallway, was it something that i said, like a circle in a spiral
to a tunnel of its own
half-remembered names and faces
like the ripples from a pebble

like the circles that you find
Like a circle in a spiral, never ending or beginning
keys that jingle in your pocket
And the world is like an apple, in the windmills of your mind
like the circles that you find

Like a wheel within a wheel, never ending or beginning
And the world is like an apple, or the fragment of a song
But to whom do they belong, past the minutes on its face Springfield, and the world is like an apple
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, like a circle in a spiral Dusty, on an ever-spinning reel