"Is it a sin, Is it a crime loving you, dear, like I do? If its a crime then Im guilty, guilty of loving you. Maybe Im wrong, dreaming of you, dreaming the lonely night thru. If its a crime then Im guilty, guilty of dreaming of you. What can I do, What can I say, after Ive taken the blame? You say you're through, you'll go your way but I'll always feel just the same. Maybe Im right, maybe Im wrong, loving you, dear, like I do, if its a crime then Im guilty...guilty of loving you." - Margaret Whiting
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