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.
| 1 | Rue Des Cascades |
| 2 | Summer 78 |
| 3 | La Dispute |
| 4 | Monochrome |
| 5 | A Secret Place |
| 6 | Les Jours Tristes |
| 7 | Midsummer Evening |
| 8 | Les Bras De Mer |
| 9 | Pale White |
| 10 | Naomi |