Round like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never -ending or beginning
or an ever -spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Like a carousel that's turning,
running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Bb#dim Bb#dim 在我们的应用中查看详细的Bb#dim 和弦图示。
在应用中打开 past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
in the windmills of your mind
Like the 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
Bb#dim Bb#dim 在我们的应用中查看详细的Bb#dim 和弦图示。
在应用中打开 past the minutes of its space
And the world is like an apple
whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
in the windows 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 the shore
and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant throbbing
just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
and the fragment of a song
Can't remember names and faces
but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over,
Bb#dim Bb#dim 在我们的应用中查看详细的Bb#dim 和弦图示。
在应用中打开 That the autumn leaves were turning
Like a circle in a spiral,
like a wheel within a wheel
Never -ending or beginning
on an ever -spinning reel
Like the circles that you find,
In the windmills of your mind.
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