Descripción de 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. I´m so cold, let me in-a-your window Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy, I've 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 roamed 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, your Cathy, I've come home. I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy, I've 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, your Cathy, I've come home. I´m so cold, let me in-a-your window Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy, I've come home. I´m so cold, let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me