White Lies - Book Of Love

Your eyes

The whites of your eyes

They react to my lies

Almost

Caught

Your lips

Speak to my lips

They look out for my kiss

Almost

Fooled again

White lies

White lies

White

Your face

Next to my face

Love can leave a bitter taste

When you’re almost

Caught

Your hand

Is holding my hand

We’ll make believe

We’re almost

Telling the truth

White lies

White lies

White

Your eyes can’t say

What your lips won’t hear

When you touch me

My mind is far away

But that’s okay

Cause everything’s fine

The only thing between us

Are a few

White lies

White lies