Wuthering Heights Songtext

Birgit Schuurman

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Wuthering Heights Songtext
Out on the wiley, windy moors

We'd roll and fall in green

You had a temper, like your jealousy

Too hot, too greedy

How could you leave me?
When I needed to, possess you

I hated you, I loved you too



Bad dreams in the night

They told me I was going to lose the fight

Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering

Wuthering Heights.



Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home

I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window
Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home

I'm to cold, let me in-a-your window



Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away, now

Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away, now

You know it's me, Cathy



Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home

I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy come home

I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window
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