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 all 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.