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HAYLEY WESTENRA >> Merchandise Links
HAYLEY WESTENRA
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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