Too Great Thy Gift Lyrics - Wuthering Heights

I'm freezing; I'm cold 

I've fallen into this dark hole 

Lights out; in darkness the fears unhold 

Drown in waves of no meaning 

Through the night I am screaming 

Throw me a rope to hold 

Empty is the crystal ball; still into emptiness I fall 

If I could ride the clouds; if I could crush the hills 

Would it mend what's growing chill 

How shall I act not to be wasting time 

Only a spark; a spark to swift 

Too great thy gift 

I know not what mighty powers 

Granted me this life 

But your crown's a heavy load 

Lost in this pantomime 

I could scream; but noone would hear me 

If I could only believe 

Empty is the crystal ball; still into emptiness I fall 

If I could ride the clouds; if I could crush the hills 

Would it mend what's growing chill 

How shall I act not to be wasting time 

Only a spark; a spark to swift 

Too great thy gift 

The madman's standing on the hill 

Not hearing their laughs; to the sky he cries 

You who gave me mind 

I hail you, I cruse you 

Hear me cry 

Give me an answer; how shall I know 

Which way to go 

Through the road's ahead; too doubtful its bending 

Stalling 'til death in fear of its ending 

Empty is the crystal ball; still into emptiness I fall 

If I could ride the clouds; if I could crush the hills 

Would it mend what's growing chill 

How shall I act not to be wasting time 

Only a spark; a spark to swift 

Too great thy gift