Text: Pat Benatar. Tropico. Diamond Field.

From the top of the hill
You can see all the lights
Of the diamond field
The treasure buried in plain sight

Where one man's loss
Is another man's gain
And no one cares about anything
Worth caring about

Shall we go to the diamond field tonight
(Diamond field)
Tightrope walkin', in the web of light
Shall we go the diamond field and try
(Diamond field)
To seek the fortune in their eyes

One by one the lights go out
And the diamond field begins to fade
It turns back into cement and stone
Brick and asphalt, flesh and bone

Shall we go to the diamond field tonight
(Diamond field)
Tightrope walkin', in the web of light
Shall we go the diamond field and try
(Diamond field)
To seek the fortune in their eyes

Shall we go to the diamond field tonight
(Diamond field)
Tightrope walkin', in the web of light
Electric angles move against the night
(Diamond field)
Shining in the diamond field
(Shining in the diamond field)