Vārdi: Paul Carrack. Battlefield.

I live on a battlefield surrounding by the ruins of the love we built
And then destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared as I stumble through the rubble
I'm dazed, seeing double and I'm truly mystified

My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water and bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation of a love been torn apart, oh baby

I live on a battlefield though one where not one
Single drop of blood has spilled is no less horryfying
Sweet memories of a bygone situation
Lie shattered, torn and battered and scattered all around

My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water and bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation of a love been torn apart

Everything that can, has gone wrong
It's gonna take spine to carry on
Like a drownin' woman coming up for air
I'm looking for another survivor, I can't see one anywhere

My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water and bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation of a love been torn apart, yeah, baby

I live on a battlefield, hey, I live on a battlefield, can't go on, baby
Tears and muddy water scattered all around me, babe, ooh yeah
I live on a battlefield, yeah, I live on a battlefield, can't go on