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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tears for Fears
Tears for Fears
Performer
Chris Hughes
Chris Hughes
Drums
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Keyboards
Curt Smith
Curt Smith
Bass Guitar
Ian Stanley
Ian Stanley
Keyboards
Andy Davis
Andy Davis
Piano
Sandy McLelland
Sandy McLelland
Background Vocals
Annie Mccaig
Annie Mccaig
Background Vocals
Marilyn David
Marilyn David
Background Vocals
Colin Elliot
Colin Elliot
Performer
The Grünewald Quartet
The Grünewald Quartet
Strings
Mark Barrott
Mark Barrott
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Composer
Curt Smith
Curt Smith
Composer
Colin Elliot
Colin Elliot
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Hughes
Chris Hughes
Producer
Dave Bascombe
Dave Bascombe
Engineer
Mark Barrott
Mark Barrott
Studio Personnel
Stefan "Lopazz" Eichinger
Stefan "Lopazz" Eichinger
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention
You keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're just, just, just wasting time
Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart
Don't, don't, don't throw it away
Throw it away
Throw it away
I made a fire, I'm watching it burn (yeah)
I thought of your future
With one foot in the past now, just how long will it last?
No, no, no, have you no ambition?
(Mm, what's the matter with my...)
My mother and my brother's used to breathing clean air
(Nothing ever changes when you’re acting your age)
And dreaming I'm a doctor
(Nothing gets done when you feel like a baby)
It’s hard to be a man when there's a gun in your hand
(Nothing ever changes when you're acting your age)
Oh, I feel so
Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart
Don't, don't, don't throw it away
And this is my four leaf clover
I’m on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover
La la-la la la, la la-la la la
La la la-la la-la
La la-la la la, la la-la la la
La la la-la la-la
La la-la la la, la la-la la la
La la la-la la-la
La la-la la la, la la-la la la
La la la-la la-la
La la-la la la, la la-la la la
In my mind’s eye
La la la-la la-la
One little boy, one little man
La la-la la la, la la-la la la
Funny how time flies
Written by: Curt Smith, Roland Orzabal
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