Wuthering Heights - (Tribute to Kate Bush) - Studio Union

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!