Les Moulins De Mon Coeur(Album Version)

歌詞

Round, like a circle in a spIral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever- spinning wheel Like a snowball down a mountain Or a canival ballon like a carousel that's turning Running rings around the moon Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes on 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 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 Like a clock whose hands are sweeping Past the minutes on 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 Keys that jingle in your pocket Words that jangle in your head Why did summer go so quickly Was it something that I said Lovers walk along the shore And leave their footprints in the sand Is the sound of distance drumming Just the fingers of your hand Pictures hanging in a hallway And a fragment of your hand Half- remembered names and faces But to whoom do they belong? When you knew that it was over You were suddenly aware That the autumn leaves were turning To the color of her hair Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever spinning wheel As the images un wind Like the circle that you find In the windmills of your mind