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I told her to wisen up She loved to sing, she went to dances The men were dumbstruck at her beauty And she would laugh at their advances

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See how the breeze blows through her hair And how her cheeks blush at the cold She delights in roughest winds And they would never let her fall

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Oh, but she had desires, and she longed for a lover She wanted this man, but she needed another

So she ran like the wind from her past, and met a man He was kind, he was adoring And at last she grew, and at last she knew She wanted him for the future she planned Still the man she used to love would hover behind them like a demon who stood by her grave In wait for his lover to slip so they could be together again

Their honeymoon quickly passed In a flash of yellow and gold But their love could not last When the will of the reaper took hold

The clarity of youth has gotten muddy in the Moors, Please stop sharing out your soul, cos it's yours Hun, you might feel powerful, but I think you're trapped So when you die, run past the demon at your grave and don't look back

She returned to the hills in the mountains Her screams echoed through the night For high above all men, she cherished the solitude And the beauty

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Of the view from Wuthering Heights