you... 

And you were looking at me 
With such an eye 
And me... 
You pass me by 
And say hello 
You smile like a little girl 
And is this a crime? 
When you touch my hand, 
And I feel the sky, 
And I'm wondering if this is a crime 
When you pass behind 
You touch my Â… 
My Â… 
And then I pass behind 
And it's a game they told me not to play 
And then you kill my thoughts 
And say girl, smile 
And then you hold my hand strong 
And get me 
And bring me 
And Â… all that's a sweet suicide 
Oh, I'm wondering if this is a crime 
With a silly smile 
Oh, is this a crime 
When I pass you side 
I'm sorry but I did it 
Take my eyes to say my love, 
And my back to say hello 
Then you take off all my clothes 
I was really laid in bed 
And you take my legs 
And you get inside 
Â… 
Â… 
Oh my God, is this a new suicide? 
And I wanted to know 
Oh, it's oh 
MyÂ… 
Â… 
Â… 
Oh, this is a crime 
And I start to wonder 
This is a crime 
I've in thisÂ… 
And you there, I 
Â… 
I say, and now you try to stay 
I try to stand into, into, 
Into if this is a crime 
When you Â… inside 
Is this a crime? 
When you're getting inside 
I can feel 
That it's alright(x 7)