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