Mighty oaks from
little acorns grow
Tall plants come from
tiny seeds you sow
Molehills turn into mountains,
don't you realize
Big hurts can come
from little white lies

Tornadoes once were a
soft gentle wind
Fire is just a warm
flame when it begins
But fire out of hand can cut
men down like they were flies
Big hurts can come
from little white lies

You told me little white
lies just to be kind
Oh those little white lies
broke this heart of mine
Of all those words
you said at the start
Could have built such high
hopes here in my heart
Now there's oceans of teardrops
flowing from my eyes
Big hurts can come
from little white lies.

Big hurts can come
from little white lies.