Texty: Rosanne Cash. I Look For Love.

(John Hiatt)

Why did she wear that dress tonight?
Why did she bring that stranger
She looks put out in party lights
Which leaves us all in danger
When she drops her perfumed hanky

I look for love (repeat 4 times)

I hate the way they carry on
These fashion consultations
Do all the wires we sing along
Require such insulation
Fused with fear or charged with anger

I look for love (repeat 4 times)


No innocence I can claim
No treasure of stolen hearts
In the mirror I look the same
A toy soldiers with missing parts

She's adding up those second looks
While he collects advances
Like thumbing through those dirty books
They estimate their chances
When the parking lot is empty

I look for love (repeat 4 times)