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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!

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!

Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
When 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!
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!

Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
When 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 in the autumn of good-byes
For a moment you could not recall the color of his eyes!
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

 Paintings - Denise Daffara

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I've looked all around this
big old world and found that
All I really want is love

Nothing can compare
This world I've had my share of
All I want is love

In this life of chasing dreams
Such strife in seeking schemes
Designed for happiness

Now I've finally realized
Deep underneath my lies
All I really want is love

I've had twice my share
From fortune to despair now
All I really want is love

Nothing satisfies this world
Won't compromise me
All I really want is love

In this life of chasing dreams
Such strife in seeking schemes
Designed for happiness

L'amour, la lumière de nos jours
Que voici de retour
Pour me faire voir tout en rose

In this life of chasing dreams
Such strife in seeking schemes
Designed for happiness

L'amour, la lumière de nos jours
Que voici de retour
Pour me faire voir tout en rose...
Illustrations - Tadahiro Uesugi

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 Illustrations by Matthieu Forichon