Lletres: Mike & The Mechanics. My Crime of Passion.
Words of warning took me by surprise
From a voice I hardly recognized
Well, my heart was beating faster
And my blood ran hot and cold
I was heading for disaster
When suddenly I realized that I had lost control
Lost control
Loaded questions played upon my mind
Allegations I could not deny
Well, my mind was in confusion
Had my back against the wall
I'd been led into collusion
Before I realized I was a victim of it all
Of it all
Here's to my crime of passion
I can't forget the look upon your face
And to your tender mercies
Goodbye to all the innocence we never can replace
Can replace
All of Sunday sittin' by the telephone
Not a whisper, well, I should have known
But it seems that I'd insisted
'Cause in spite of all you said
I believe my words were twisted
As line by line the promises were spinning round my head
Around my head
Here's to my crime of passion
I can't forget the look upon your face
And to your tender mercies
Goodbye to all the innocence we never can replace
Can replace
Waves of anger slowly do recede
To faded memories that I'll never need
But my mind keeps on returning to the way it used to be
There's a flame forever burning
There's nothing I can say to you will ever make you see
Make you see
Here's to my crime of passion
I just can't seem to shake it off my mind
As for your tender mercy
I'll never stop regretting that I left it all behind
All behind
Oh, all behind
For a crime of passion
For a crime of passion
From a voice I hardly recognized
Well, my heart was beating faster
And my blood ran hot and cold
I was heading for disaster
When suddenly I realized that I had lost control
Lost control
Loaded questions played upon my mind
Allegations I could not deny
Well, my mind was in confusion
Had my back against the wall
I'd been led into collusion
Before I realized I was a victim of it all
Of it all
Here's to my crime of passion
I can't forget the look upon your face
And to your tender mercies
Goodbye to all the innocence we never can replace
Can replace
All of Sunday sittin' by the telephone
Not a whisper, well, I should have known
But it seems that I'd insisted
'Cause in spite of all you said
I believe my words were twisted
As line by line the promises were spinning round my head
Around my head
Here's to my crime of passion
I can't forget the look upon your face
And to your tender mercies
Goodbye to all the innocence we never can replace
Can replace
Waves of anger slowly do recede
To faded memories that I'll never need
But my mind keeps on returning to the way it used to be
There's a flame forever burning
There's nothing I can say to you will ever make you see
Make you see
Here's to my crime of passion
I just can't seem to shake it off my mind
As for your tender mercy
I'll never stop regretting that I left it all behind
All behind
Oh, all behind
For a crime of passion
For a crime of passion
Mike & The Mechanics
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