
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
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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