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.