Now I know what you want   But I don't know how to give it   I think our life together has been cursed   I don't know which one of us is worse   Is it the one who lies or the one who hurts      It's a crime, it's a crime   I'm always in the wrong place in the wrong time      You say I should be there   You don't tell me where you're living   It serves as ammunition for my thirst   I practice spiritual research   Among the ancient ruins covered in dirt      It's my work, it's my work   I'm always in the wrong place in the wrong term      True love is your guiding light   It's like a flaming torch   You can see magic in the night   As the flames start to distort      I can hear bells again   I hope they never stop 'em ringing   They remind me of the distant past   Looking through a window, stained-glass   When the pledge was made   And the spell was cast      It's a crime, it's a crime   I'm always in the wrong place at the wrong time