Windmills Of Your Mind Lyrics Meaning

The Windmills Of Your Mind (High Voice) (Real Book Melody, Lyrics

Windmills Of Your Mind Lyrics Meaning. Web like a clock whose hands are sweeping 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. Web 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.

The Windmills Of Your Mind (High Voice) (Real Book Melody, Lyrics
The Windmills Of Your Mind (High Voice) (Real Book Melody, Lyrics

Web like a clock whose hands are sweeping 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. Web without words, it’s just a nice tune. Web 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. Web it makes the interpretation easier to understand. Web never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel. Web listen to my radio : Add words — now you’ve got a song. Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon. Dorothy from kansas, il my memory must be very rusty because i remembered this song. Web 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.

Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own. Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own. Web never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel. Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon. Scenes from the thomas crow. What makes the song so difficult to interpret is that the song is meant to be felt, not just heard. Alison moyet (michel jean legrand)video : Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the. Web listen to my radio : Web like a clock whose hands are sweeping 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. Dorothy from kansas, il my memory must be very rusty because i remembered this song.