"Guilty" (Guilty Pleasures; Barry Gibb & Barbara Streisand, 2002)
Shadows falling, baby, we stand alone.
Out on the street, anybody you meet
got a heartache of their own.
It ought to be illegal.
Make it a crime to be lonely or sad.
It ought to be illegal.
You got a reason for living,
you battle on with the love you’re livin’ on.
You gotta be mine.
We take it away.
It’s gotta be night and day,
just a matter of time.
And we got nothing to be guilty of,
our love will climb any mountain, near or far.
We are and we never let it end.
We are devotion.
And we got nothing to be sorry for,
our love is one in a million.
Eyes can see that we got a highway to the sky-y.
I don’t wanna hear your goodbye.
Pulse’s racing, darling,
how grand we are.
Little by little, we meet in the middle,
there’s danger in the dark.
It ought to be illegal.
Make it a crime to be out in the cold.
It ought to be illegal.
You got a reason for livin’,
you battle on with the love you’re buildin’ on.
You gotta be mine.
We take it away.
It’s gotta be night and day,
just a matter of time.
And we got nothing to be guilty of,
our love will climb any mountain, near or far.
We are and we never let it end.
We are devotion.
And we got nothing to be sorry for,
our love’s one in a million.
Eyes can see that we
got a highway to the sky.
I don’t wanna hear your goodbye.
Don’t wanna hear your goodbye.
I don’t wanna hear your…
And we got nothing,
and we got nothing to be guilty of,
our love will climb any mountain, near or far.
We are and we never let it end.
We are devotion.
And we got nothing to be sorry for,
our love is one in a million.
Eyes can see that we got a highway to the sky.
I don’t wanna hear your…
And we got nothing to be guilty of,
our love will climb any mountain, near or far.
We are and we never let it end.
We are devotion.
And we got nothing to be sorry for,
our love is one in a million.
Eyes can see that we
got a highway to the sky.