Текст песни: Angra. Wuthering Heights.

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's come home
I'm so cold, let me in your window
Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy's come home
I'm so cold, let me in your window

Oh, it gets dark, it gets lonely
On the other side from you
I pine alot to 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's come home
I'm so cold, let me in your window
Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy's come home
I'm so cold, let me in your window

Oh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away
Oh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away
You know it's me, yeah

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy's come home
I'm so cold, let me in your window
Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy's come home
I'm so cold, let me in your window

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy's come home
I'm so cold

Heathcliff, it's me, Cathy's come home
I'm so cold, yeah