Dusty Springfield - The Windmills Of Your Mind download song

Song Lyrics

In a half-forgotten dream, like the ripples from a pebble
Like the ripples from a pebble, when you knew that it was over
Pictures hanging in a hallway, words that jangle in your head Springfield, when you knew that it was over
pictures hanging in a hallway

Lovers walk along a shore, keys that jingle in your pocket, spinning silently in space
Were you suddenly aware, like a clock whose hands are sweeping
On an ever-spinning reel, in a half-forgotten dream
Like the ripples from a pebble, as the images unwind

why did summer go so quickly
like a door that keeps revolving
in the windmills of your mind
like a circle in a spiral

Just the fingers of your hand, where the sun has never shone Springfield, to the colour of her hair
in the windmills of your mind
Like a carousel that s turning, like a wheel within a wheel
And the world is like an apple, words that jangle in your head

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, and the world is like an apple
keys that jingle in your pocket
spinning silently in space
in the windmills of your mind

In the windmills of your mind, like a snowball down a mountain The, were you suddenly aware
and the world is like an apple
past the minutes on its face
spinning silently in space

spinning silently in space
to a tunnel of its own
Or a carnival balloon, like a clock whose hands are sweeping
in a half-forgotten dream

and the world is like an apple
that the autumn leaves were turning
Pictures hanging in a hallway, down a hollow to a cavern
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, just the fingers of your hand Dusty, just the fingers of your hand

Like a tunnel that you follow, were you suddenly aware Springfield, past the minutes on its face
Why did summer go so quickly, like a wheel within a wheel
Was it something that i said, like a wheel within a wheel
Like a circle in a spiral, spinning silently in space, and the world is like an apple

to the colour of her hair
Like a tunnel that you follow, that the autumn leaves were turning, like a wheel within a wheel
was it something that i said
was it something that i said

like a circle in a spiral
Were you suddenly aware, just the fingers of your hand
Words that jangle in your head, past the minutes on its face The, spinning silently in space
was it something that i said

To the colour of her hair, like a carousel that s turning, like a tunnel that you follow
or a carnival balloon
Like a tunnel that you follow, past the minutes on its face
Where the sun has never shone, where the sun has never shone

In the windmills of your mind, like the circles that you find
Pictures hanging in a hallway, like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Were you suddenly aware, words that jangle in your head, was it something that i said
Lovers walk along a shore, and leave their footprints in the sand

Like a snowball down a mountain, why did summer go so quickly, past the minutes on its face
half-remembered names and faces
words that jangle in your head
or the fragment of a song

To a tunnel of its own, when you knew that it was over
on an ever-spinning reel
Past the minutes on its face, past the minutes on its face
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping, running rings around the moon, like a circle in a spiral