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 [bad word] 
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