Paroles: Elvis Costello. Love Field.

You lie so unfolded in a love field
With your contempt for any modesty
In a love field

In a love field, in a love field
You yield with your lips still sealed
In a love field

Lost in a sea of imaginary women
Everything you'd want
From the dawn to the dimming

Breath comes sharp and heart beats faster
In a love field
Cold ground for a pillow under a blanket of stars
In a love field

In a love field, in a love field
Headlights that startled this embrace of hours
In a love field

In a crooked house where things can be arranged
You think you're different from the rest
But you don't know how you've changed

Under an archway on a road of white linen
In a love field
Feel the anxious rhythm of a functional stranger
In a love field

In a love field, in a love field
She's so tense but it's never mentioned
In a love field, in a love field, in a love field