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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tears for Fears
Tears for Fears
Performer
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Keyboards
Mark O'Donoughue
Mark O'Donoughue
Background Vocals
Alan Griffiths
Alan Griffiths
Guitar
Jeffrey Trott
Jeffrey Trott
Guitar
Gail Ann Dorsey
Gail Ann Dorsey
Bass Guitar
Brian MacLeod
Brian MacLeod
Drums
Oleta Adams
Oleta Adams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Composer
Alan Griffiths
Alan Griffiths
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Producer
Tim Palmer
Tim Palmer
Producer
Alan Griffiths
Alan Griffiths
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
Go get a volunteer
We'll pay him well my dear
He will see inside your mind
Because he is that kind
It's a southern kind of heat
The shadows crack and start to creep
Conversation drags its feet
I wish we'd both been more discreet
Like light thats caught between night and day
You're stuck between me and my
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
So many strings to your bow
Why not let one go
Well they love you when you're weak
Bet they hate you to see this winning streak
It's that thing we call control
There's a deep frustration in their souls
Black thoughts
That are stuck between someone's ears
Like me and my big idea
So many strings to your bow
Why not let one go
In a way this dream is over
Blown away our four leaf clover
There's no reason why
There's just me and my
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
Written by: Alan Griffiths, Roland Orzabal
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