（from "The Thomas Crown Affair"） Music by Michel Legrand
Round, Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel, Never ending on 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 on its face And the world is like an apple Spinning 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 Like 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 Spinning 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 a shore And leave their footprints in the sand Was the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand? Pictures hanging in a hallway or the fragment of a song, half-remembered names and faces but to whom do they belong? When you knew that it was over Were you 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 reel As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind!
[00:02.584]（from "The Thomas Crown Affair"） [00:03.638]Music by Michel Legrand [00:05.292] [00:07.218]Round, [00:20.126]Like a circle in a spiral [00:23.672]Like a wheel within a wheel, [00:28.421]Never ending on beginning, [00:30.611]On an ever-spinning reel [00:33.523]Like a snowball down a mountain, [00:36.503]Or a carnival balloon [00:39.68]Like a carousel that's turning [00:40.631]Running rings around the moon [00:44.199]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping [00:46.815]Past the minutes on its face [00:49.839]And the world is like an apple [00:52.347]Spinning silently in space [00:55.503]Like the circles that you find [00:58.719]In the windmills of your mind! [01:13.974]Like a tunnel that you follow [01:16.536]To a tunnel of its own [01:19.927]Down a hollow to a cavern [01:22.394]Where the sun has never shone [01:25.174]Like a door that keeps revolving [01:28.298]In a half-forgotten dream [01:31.526]Like the ripples from a pebble [01:34.192]Someone tosses in a stream. [01:37.842]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping [01:40.798]Past the minutes on its face [01:43.302]And the world is like an apple [01:45.694]Spinning silently in space [01:48.254]Like the circles that you find [01:52.174]In the windmills of your mind! [02:06.426]Keys that jingle in your pocket [02:09.356]Words that jangle in your head [02:12.813]Why did summer go so quickly? [02:15.977]Was it something that I said? [02:19.09]Lovers walk along a shore [02:21.353]And leave their footprints in the sand [02:24.261]Was the sound of distant drumming [02:26.769]Just the fingers of your hand? [02:30.113]Pictures hanging in a hallway [02:32.817]or the fragment of a song, [02:35.841]half-remembered names and faces [02:38.599]but to whom do they belong? [02:42.293]When you knew that it was over [02:44.713]Were you suddenly aware [02:49.253]That the autumn leaves were turning [03:07.664]To the color of her hair? [03:08.980]Like a circle in a spiral [03:11.544]Like a wheel within a wheel [03:14.88]Never ending or beginning [03:16.124]On an ever-spinning reel [03:20.136]As the images unwind [03:23.274]Like the circles that you find [03:27.468]In the windmills of your mind!
