Crime Of Passion

We walked on the tracks where the trains used to run

Felt spring in the night air with the lowering of the sun

She took my hand sweetly and smiled like an angel above

I wondered, how I wondered, could this be a new love

Oranges, reds and the purples lit up the West skies

Couldn’t compete with the bright blue of your eyes

With your head on my shoulder looking over the view

I wondered, how I wondered, just what should I do

We paused for a moment, to sit and watch the last scene

As day turned to night I was as happy as I’ve ever been

She turned to me shyly, and I turned to her too

Our lips locked into passion,  I wondered, I wondered if we'd get to screw

It was there by the railway tracks she first made love to me

On a blanket of new grass we both screamed out our glee

The cop on his beat though didn’t take it too kind

I wondered, I wondered, as he rapped me  right sharp cross me behind

As I scrambled to my feet he said it’s crime at it’s best

It’s called indecent exposure and you’re both under arrest

Though I protested wildly my girl bashfully smiled not in jest

She wondered, she wondered about a jail cell  love nest.