Kate Bush 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, I m Cathy, I ve come home I m so cold, let me in your window Heathcliff, it s me, I m Cathy, I ve come home I m so cold, let me in your window Oh it gets dark, it gets lon