L'étal

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.