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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