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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Tasteninstrumente
Curt Smith
Curt Smith
Bassgitarre
Ian Stanley
Ian Stanley
Tasteninstrumente
Andy Davis
Andy Davis
Klavier
Annie Mccaig
Annie Mccaig
Begleitgesang
Manny Elias
Manny Elias
Schlagzeug
Marilyn David
Marilyn David
Begleitgesang
Sandy McLelland
Sandy McLelland
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Songwriter:in
Curt Smith
Curt Smith
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Andrew Walter
Andrew Walter
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Chris Merrick Hughes
Chris Merrick Hughes
Produzent:in
David Bascombe
David Bascombe
Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
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 via the 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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
I made a fire and watching it burn
Yeah
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past, now just how long will it last?
No, no, no, have you no ambition?
My mother and my brothers, 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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
And this is my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover
[Outro]
In my mind's eye
One little boy, one little man
Funny how
Time flies...
Written by: Curt Smith, Roland Orzabal
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