Lyrics
[verse]
Every magazine and every screen
Sells a kind of love that's never been seen
Glossy pages promise perfect eyes
But real love isn't dressed in that disguise
[verse]
I've been sold a thousand versions of romance
Wrapped in ribbon, choreographed to dance
But the truest look I've ever found
Was quiet, ordinary, safe and sound
[chorus]
That's the look of love, not the one they're selling
That's the look of love, the one worth telling
Not the postcard, not the picture-perfect frame
Just an honest look, calling out my name
[verse]
They dress it up in diamonds and champagne
Sell you heartbreak wrapped in a refrain
But I found something simpler than the ads
The kind of look that never turns to sad
[chorus]
That's the look of love, not the one they're selling
That's the look of love, the one worth telling
Not the postcard, not the picture-perfect frame
Just an honest look, calling out my name
[bridge]
Strip away the gloss, the polish and the shine
Underneath it all, this love is mine
No performance, nothing to disguise
Just the quiet truth living in your eyes
[chorus]
That's the look of love, not the one they're selling
That's the look of love, the one worth telling
Not the postcard, not the picture-perfect frame
Just an honest look, calling out my name
