Windmills Of Your Mind-The Idea of North

[ti:Windmills Of Your Mind] [ar:The Idea of North] [al:Smile] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.32]Windmills Of Your Mind (心中的风车) - The Idea of North [00:01.08]Written by：Michel Legrand/Marilyn Bergman/Alan Bergman [00:02.14] [00:22.48]Round like a circle in a spiral [00:25.71] [00:26.26]Like a wheel within a wheel [00:28.25] [00:28.94]Never ending or beginning [00:31.22] [00:31.74]On an ever spinning reel [00:33.51] [00:34.32]Like a snowball down a mountain [00:36.55] [00:37.07]Or a carnival balloon [00:39.19] [00:39.78]Like a carousel that's turning [00:42.16] [00:42.72]Running rings around the moon [00:44.58] [00:45.31]Like a clock who's hands are sweeping [00:47.53] [00:48.04]Past the minutes of its face [00:49.97] [00:50.69]And the world is like an apple [00:53.48]Whirling silently in space [00:56.15]Like the circles that you find [00:58.00] [00:58.71]In the windmills of your mind [01:01.23] [01:07.17]Like a tunnel that you follow [01:09.28] [01:09.90]To a tunnel of it's own [01:11.72] [01:12.55]Down a hollow to a cavern [01:14.50] [01:15.37]Where the sun has ever shone [01:17.06] [01:17.99]Like a door that keeps revolving [01:20.24] [01:20.74]In a half forgotten dream [01:22.57] [01:23.49]Or the ripples of a pebble [01:26.09]Someone tosses in a stream [01:27.99] [01:28.84]Like a clock who's hands are sweeping [01:31.01] [01:31.64]Past the minutes of its face [01:33.46] [01:34.29]And the world is like an apple [01:36.44] [01:37.09]Whirling silently in space [01:39.04] [01:39.85]Like the circles that you find [01:41.73] [01:42.58]In the windmills of your mind [01:45.53] [02:12.61]Keys that jingle in your pocket [02:14.59] [02:15.18]Words that jangle in your head [02:17.01] [02:17.96]Why did summer go so quickly [02:20.61]Was it something that I said [02:22.40] [02:23.13]Lovers walk along a shore [02:25.94]And leave their footprints in the sand [02:27.92] [02:28.75]Was the sound of distant drumming [02:31.05] [02:31.63]Just the fingers of your hand [02:33.57] [02:34.34]Pictures hanging in a hallway [02:37.11]And the fragment of a song [02:39.15] [02:39.76]Half remembered names and faces [02:42.06] [02:42.57]But to whom do they belong [02:44.48] [02:45.36]When you knew that it was over [02:47.42] [02:49.98]You were suddenly aware [02:52.17] [02:55.44]That the autumn leaves were turning [02:58.24]To the colour of her hair [03:01.28] [03:03.18]Like a circle in a spiral [03:06.68] [03:07.62]Like a wheel within a wheel [03:10.52] [03:12.47]Never ending or beginning [03:15.25] [03:15.83]On an ever spinning reel [03:18.68] [03:20.52]As the images unwind [03:23.57] [03:24.94]Like the circles that you find [03:28.46] [03:32.24]In the windmills of your mind