ad 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 you,possess you? I hated you. hated you
Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight
Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight
Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight
Bad dreams in the night They told me I was going to lose the fight