Wuthering Heights歌词

作词 : Bush
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'vee home now 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 a lot
Falls through without you.
I'ming back, love.
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.
Too long I roam in the night.
I'ming back to his side, to put it right.
I'ming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights,
I'vee home now cold!
Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it's me--Cathy!
I'vee home. I'm so cold!