Is it a sin, is it a crime Loving you dear like I do If it's a crime, then I'm guilty Guilty of loving you.
Maybe I'm wrong, dreaming of you Dreaming the lonely night through If it's a crime, then I'm guilty Guilty of dreaming of you.
What can I do? What can I say? After I've taken the blame You say "you're through You'll go your way" But I'll always feel just the same.
Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong Loving you dear like I do If it's a crime, then I'm guilty Guilty of loving you.
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