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Dusty Springfield / Windmills Of Your Mind
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dusty Springfield
Dusty Springfield
Vocals
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Horn
The Sweet Inspirations
The Sweet Inspirations
Background Vocals
TOMMY COGBILL
TOMMY COGBILL
Bass Guitar
Gene Orloff
Gene Orloff
Conductor
Gene Chrisman
Gene Chrisman
Drums
Bobby Emmons
Bobby Emmons
Organ
Bobby Ray Wood
Bobby Ray Wood
Piano
Reggie Young
Reggie Young
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michel Legrand
Michel Legrand
Composer
Alan Bergman
Alan Bergman
Lyrics
Marilyn Bergman
Marilyn Bergman
Lyrics
Thomas Bell
Thomas Bell
Arranger
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
String Arranger
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Producer
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Producer
Jeff Barry
Jeff Barry
Producer
Ed Kollis
Ed Kollis
Engineer
Jerry Wexler
Jerry Wexler
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Round like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon
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 mind
[Verse 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
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 mind
[Verse 3]
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that you said?
Lovers walking along a shore and
Leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of a song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom 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!
[Verse 4]
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Written by: Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman, Michel Legrand
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