Love Field - Elvis Costello, The Attractions

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

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

She’s so tense but it’s never mentioned

In a love field, in a love field, in a love field