Kate Bush Wuthering Heights 1978

Kate Bush Wuthering Heights 1978 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 You told me I was going to lose the fight, Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff, it s me, your Cathy, I ve come home. Im so cold, let me inayour window Heathcliff, it s me, your Cathy,