Dizzy   





I'm like Thomas doubting fingers  

running the scars Your wrists and side  

touching flesh will make my mind believe  

 

I want to be like David throwing his clothes to the wind  

to dance a jig, in my skin  

to be re-made by your cleansing again  

 

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I gave you myself  

it's all that I have  

broken and frail  

I'm clay in your hands  

and spinning I can see all  

is it only Israel  

for you my love  

 

I want to be like David throwing his clothes to the wind  

to dance a jig, in my skin  

to be re-made by your cleansing again  

 

 [Chorus]