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Wuthering HeightsOut on the wiley, windy moors, wed roll and fall in greenYou had a temper like my jealousy, too hot, too gready How could you leave me, when I needed to possess you I hated you, I loved you too Bad dreams in the night You told me I was going to lose the fight Leave behind my Wuthering, wuthering, wuthering heights Heathcliff, its me, Im cathy, Ive come home Im - so cold, let me in your window Heathcliff, its me, Im cathy, Ive come home Im - so cold, let me in your window Ooh, it gets dark, it gets lonely On the other side from you I pine a lot, I find the lot falls through without you Im coming back love, cruel heathcliff My one dream, my only master Too long I roam in the night Im coming back to his side to put it right Im coming home to Wuthering, wuthering, wuthering heights Heathcliff, its me, Im cathy, Ive come home Im - so cold, let me in your window Heathcliff, its me, Im cathy, Ive come home Im - so cold, let me in your window Ooh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away Ooh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away You know its me, cathy Heathcliff, its me, Im cathy, Ive come home Im - so cold, let me in your window Heathcliff, its me, Im cathy, Ive come home Im - so cold, let me in your window Heathcliff, its me, Im cathy, Ive come home So cold |