let me grab your soul away

bad dreams in the night.
they told me i was going to lose the fight,
leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
wuthering heights.

oh, 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.

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