[Verse 1] 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 [Pre-Chorus 1] Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering...Learn More