The Windmills Of Your Mind chords by Nicki Parrott

Em                                B7
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
                                              Em
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
        E7                          Am7
Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnival balloon
          D7                            G7M
Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
       C7M                                     F#5-/7
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
           B7                                       Gdim
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
                           B7                            Em
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
Em                                             B7
Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
                                                    Em
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
        E7                                             Am7
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
         D7                          G7M
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
       C7M                                    F#m5-/7
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
         B7                                         Gdim
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
                          B7                             Em
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
Em                                           Am7
Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
         D7                           G7M
Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that I said
       G7                                 C7M
Lovers walk along a shore and leave their footprints in the sand
        F#7                                Bm
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand
           E7                           Am
Pictures hanging in a hallway and the fragments of a song
        D7                               G7M
Half-remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong
          C7M                           F#m5-/7
When you knew that it was over, were you suddenly aware
          B7                                            Em
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair
         B7
Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
                                           Gdim
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
         Em                       B7
As the images unwind, like the circles that you find
                          Em   Am   Em B7 Em
In the windmills of your mind