Guilty de Margaret Whiting

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