You're My Favorite Sin

I can't keep quiet,
I'm out of control.
My adrenaline rushes,
When the cops pass on patrol.
Sneaking out,
Seeing you.
In the dead of night,
Damn, it's too good to be true.
The heat of summer,
The grass beneath my feet.
Darkness surrounds us,
Our love they can't beat.

Sweet, simple kisses,
A warm and gentle embrace.
Your fingers through my hair,
The beauty in your face.
Your eyes show the truth,
Your heart locks it in.
If this is wrong,
Then you're my favorite sin.
Our love is secret,
Our love is true.
In the dead of night,
I run to you.