Little White Lies

Ted Wallace

W. Donaldson



The moon was all aglow and heaven was in your eyes,

The night that you told me those little white lies;

The stars all seemed to know that you didn't mean all those sighs

The night that you told me those little white lies;



I try, but there's no forgetting when evening appears,

I sigh but there's no regretting in spite of my tears;

The Devil was in your heart, but Heaven was in your eyes,

The night that you told me those little white lies.



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