[Em,  H7,  Em]
1. Round, like a circle in a spiral,
like a wheel within a [H7]wheel
Never ending or beginning
        on an ever spinning [Em]reel
        Like a snowball down a [E7]mountain
        or a carnival bal[Am7]loon
        Like a carousel that's t[D7]urning,
        running rings around the m[Gmaj7]oon

R: Like a clock whose hands are s[Cmaj7]weeping
        past the minutes of its f[Am6]ace
        And the world is like an a[H7]pple
        whirling silently in s[Bdim]pace
        Like the circles that you f[H7]ind
        in the windmills of your m[Em]ind

2. Like a tunnel that you follow
        to a tunnel of its own
        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

R: Like a clock whose hands are sweeping  ...
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3.     Keys that jingle in your pocket,
        words that jangle in your h[Am7]ead
        Why did summer go so q[D7]uickly?
        Was it something that you s[Gmaj7]aid?
        Lovers walk along the s[G7]hore
        and leave their footprints in the s[Cmaj7]and
        Is the sound of distant d[F#7]rumming
        just the fingers of your h[Hm]and?
        Pictures hanging in a h[E7]allway
        and the fragment of a s[Am]ong
        Half-remembered names and f[D7]aces,
        but to whom do they bel[Gmaj7]ong?
        When you knew that it was o[Cmaj7]ver,
        you were suddenly aw[Am6]are
        That the autumn leaves were t[H7]urning
        to the colour of her h[Em]air
        A circle in a spiral,
        a wheel within a w[H7]heel
        Never ending or beginning
        on an ever spinning r[Bdim]eel
        As the images un[Em]wind,
        like the circles that you f[H7]ind
        in the windmills of your m[Em]ind