Carmen Lundy – Windmills Of Your Mind

From the album Something To Believe In ( justin-time.com ). Written by M. Legrand, A. & M. Bergman Carmen Lundy – vocals Anthony Wonsey – Piano and Fender Rhodes Curtis Lundy – Bass Victor Lewis – Drums Mayra Casales- Percussion Regina Carter – Violin Mark Shim – tenor and soprano sax Elisabeth Oei, Mayra Casales, Carmen Lundy – Background Vocals carmenlundy.com More Carmen Lundy: youtube.com youtube.com youtube.com youtube.com youtube.com Windmills Of Your Mind 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 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

You can download the score from the video: Michel Legrand: Hands Of Time (A. Bergman)

Windmills Of Your Mind

It’s been quite a long journey, since i started this project. Having purchased the Music Minus One based on the singer ‘Jane Mcdonald’, to whom i have not yet the chance to listen, due to some copy right regulation in Germany, i used Logic Express to adjust the key and to completely rearrange the speed of the song. The song now has 4 different speeds which i personally believe matches the theme of the lyric just fine. After the recording session, i then used my new camera, a Panasonic lumix G3, to shoot the clips. Needless to say it needed more time than usual, since i am totally a toddler in the photography world, a DSLR is a language i don’t speak at all. Last but not least, i then used, for the first time, a new program from Apple, a Final Cut Pro X, to edit the clips. A super software even for an illiterate like me in this editing world. I hope you will enjoy the video, just like me since i started the project on its first day. Finally i would like to thank sincerely some Youtube friends, who, either kindly allowed me to use their materials to complete my video or patiently explained to me various technical queries i encountered along the way. They are : Gary Rosenzweig, Larry Jordan, Al00ZER, Maxim Sachs, Dever Riddle. Lyric : 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

I want to find the words to the song-‘Windmills of your mind’ from the movie,’ The Thomas Crown Affair’ The song is in the original movie starring Steve Mcqueen and Faye Dunaway and not the remake.

You can download the score from the video: Michel Legrand: Hands Of Time (A. Bergman)

Windmills of Your MindFrom the soundtrack to the movie The Thomas Crown AffairWords and music by Alan Bergman and Michel Jean LegrandRound, like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheel.Never ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelLike a snowball down a mountainOr a carnaval balloonLike a carousell that’s turningRunning rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindLike a tunnel that you follow To a tunnel of it’s ownDown a hollow to a cavernWhere the sun has never shoneLike a door that keeps revolvingIn a half forgotten dreamOr the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream.Like a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindKeys that jingle in your pocketWords that jangle your headWhy did summer go so quickly Was it something that I saidLovers walking allong the shore, Leave their footprints in the sandWas the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your handPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd a fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circle that you findIn the windmills of your mindPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd the fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mind

Windmills of Your MindFrom the soundtrack to the movie The Thomas Crown AffairWords and music by Alan Bergman and Michel Jean LegrandRound, like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheel.Never ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelLike a snowball down a mountainOr a carnaval balloonLike a carousell that’s turningRunning rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindLike a tunnel that you follow To a tunnel of it’s ownDown a hollow to a cavernWhere the sun has never shoneLike a door that keeps revolvingIn a half forgotten dreamOr the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream.Like a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindKeys that jingle in your pocketWords that jangle your headWhy did summer go so quickly Was it something that I saidLovers walking allong the shore, Leave their footprints in the sandWas the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your handPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd a fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circle that you findIn the windmills of your mindPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd the fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mind

Song: Windmills of Your Mind Words & Music by Alan & Marilyn Bergman & Michel Legrand Lyrics.Round, like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheel.Never ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelLike a snowball down a mountainOr a carnaval balloonLike a carousell that’s turningRunning rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindLike a tunnel that you follow To a tunnel of it’s ownDown a hollow to a cavernWhere the sun has never shoneLike a door that keeps revolvingIn a half forgotten dreamOr the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream.Like a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindKeys that jingle in your pocketWords that jangle your headWhy did summer go so quickly Was it something that I saidLovers walking allong the shore, Leave their footprints in the sandWas the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your handPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd a fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circle that you findIn the windmills of your mindPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd the fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindPerfomed by Dusty Springfield in the original; Sting in the remake

I love the words. however, Dusty Springfield recorded the song in the 60’s, Round, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, never ending or beginning on an ever spinning wheel, like a snowtop down a mountain or a carnival balloon.oh heck, I forgot the rest.sorry

Here it is:Windmills of Your MindFrom the soundtrack to the movie The Thomas Crown AffairWords and music by Alan Bergman and Michel Jean LegrandRound, like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheel.Never ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelLike a snowball down a mountainOr a carnaval balloonLike a carousell that’s turningRunning rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindLike a tunnel that you follow To a tunnel of it’s ownDown a hollow to a cavernWhere the sun has never shoneLike a door that keeps revolvingIn a half forgotten dreamOr the ripples from a pebble Someone tosses in a stream.Like a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mindKeys that jingle in your pocketWords that jangle your headWhy did summer go so quickly Was it something that I saidLovers walking allong the shore, Leave their footprints in the sandWas the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your handPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd a fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circle that you findIn the windmills of your mindPictures hanging in a hallwayAnd the fragment of this songHalf remembered names and faces But to whom do they belongWhen you knew that it was overWere you suddenly awareThat the autumn leaves were turningTo the color of her hairLike a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginning, On an ever spinning wheelAs the images unwindLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mind

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