"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."
This song has been lodged inside my brain all morning long and I would like to pass the earworm on to you!
Rewind to the Seventies! Anything from 1969 to 1980 appears here. So keep 'FOLLOWing'.......
You seriously need a reason?
Add some beauty to your Friday: Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush
So why exactly did Heathcliff dig up Cathy's body? Call me cynical but I don't believe it was for taxidermy purposes... #CrimeWeek