Round
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a colorful 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
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 shown
Like a tool that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
All the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
What if summer goes so quickly
Was it something that you said
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand
Pictures hanging in the hallway and the fragments 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
A wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
As the images unwind
In the windmills of your mind
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.21]Round
[00:12.87]Like a wheel within a wheel
[00:15.27]Never ending or beginning
[00:19.95]Like a snowball down a mountain
[00:22.47]Or a colorful balloon
[00:24.63]Like a carousel that’s turning, running rings around the moon
[00:29.37]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
[00:39.09]Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
[00:44.58]Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
[00:48.54]Down a hollow to a cavern
[00:51.51]Where the sun has never shown
[00:54.24]Like a tool that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
[00:59.07]All the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
[01:03.72]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
[01:13.29]Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
[01:18.21]Keys that jingle in your pocket
[01:54.69]Words that jangle in your head
[01:57.24]What if summer goes so quickly
[01:59.40]Was it something that you said
[02:01.98]Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
[02:06.66]Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand
[02:11.37]Pictures hanging in the hallway and the fragments of a song
[02:15.72]Half-remembered names and faces
[02:18.12]But to whom do they belong
[02:20.70]When you knew that it was over
[02:22.53]You were suddenly aware
[02:26.10]That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair
[02:34.86]A wheel within a wheel
[02:37.08]Never ending or beginning
[02:42.00]As the images unwind
[02:47.49]In the windmills of your mind
Round
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a colorful 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
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 shown
Like a tool that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
All the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
What if summer goes so quickly
Was it something that you said
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand
Pictures hanging in the hallway and the fragments 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
A wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
As the images unwind
In the windmills of your mind
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.21]Round
[00:12.87]Like a wheel within a wheel
[00:15.27]Never ending or beginning
[00:19.95]Like a snowball down a mountain
[00:22.47]Or a colorful balloon
[00:24.63]Like a carousel that’s turning, running rings around the moon
[00:29.37]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
[00:39.09]Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
[00:44.58]Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
[00:48.54]Down a hollow to a cavern
[00:51.51]Where the sun has never shown
[00:54.24]Like a tool that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
[00:59.07]All the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
[01:03.72]Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
[01:13.29]Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind
[01:18.21]Keys that jingle in your pocket
[01:54.69]Words that jangle in your head
[01:57.24]What if summer goes so quickly
[01:59.40]Was it something that you said
[02:01.98]Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
[02:06.66]Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand
[02:11.37]Pictures hanging in the hallway and the fragments of a song
[02:15.72]Half-remembered names and faces
[02:18.12]But to whom do they belong
[02:20.70]When you knew that it was over
[02:22.53]You were suddenly aware
[02:26.10]That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair
[02:34.86]A wheel within a wheel
[02:37.08]Never ending or beginning
[02:42.00]As the images unwind
[02:47.49]In the windmills of your mind
Round
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a colorful balloon
Like a carousel that’s turning, runn...
Castles In The Air / Colourfield
I really wanted for her to touch her knees
I really wanted to share forgotten dreams
Go through the motions of loving...
ecco qui i tuoi fiori
belli e misteriosi
con un non so che di strano,
e per questo io
li ho messi in un vaso
a forma di corpo umano.
sono.... sono.......