Текст песни Hayley Westenra - Wuthering Heights
Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper like my 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 so cold!
Let me in-a-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
I'm coming back, love
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master
Too long I roam in the night
I'm coming back to his side, to put it right
I'm coming home to 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 so cold!
Let me in-a-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 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
Heathcliff, it's me-Cathy
Come home I'm so cold!
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