Round like a circle in a spiral,
like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
Like a snowball down a mountain,
Like a carousel that's turning
running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
F#dim7 F#dim7 在我们的应用中查看详细的F#dim7 和弦图示。
在应用中打开 whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
in the windmills of your mind
Like a tunnel that you follow
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
F#dim7 F#dim7 在我们的应用中查看详细的F#dim7 和弦图示。
在应用中打开 whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
in the windmills of your mind
Keys that jingle in your pocket,
words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly,
was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along a shore
and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
and the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces,
but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
That the autumn leaves were turning
to the color of his hair!
Like a circle in a spiral,
like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
F#dim7 F#dim7 在我们的应用中查看详细的F#dim7 和弦图示。
在应用中打开 on an ever spinning reel
like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
