Guilty

Ruth Etting



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 youre thru,

Youll go your way

But Ill 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.



From: Lynncw@aol.com