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 thru,

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 thru,

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.