Dizzy Lyrics - Six Pence None The Richer

I'm like, Thomas doubting 

Fingers routing the scars in your wrists and side 

Touching flesh will make my mind believe 

But I want to be, like David 

Throw his clothes to the wind to dance a jig, in my skin 

And be remade by your cleansing again 

I give you myself, it's all that I have 

Broken and frail, I'm clay in your hands 

An' I'm spinning unconcealed 

Dizzy on this wheel, for you my love 

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I'm like Peter crying, crowing burning my ears 

Still you come near, you take my hand 

And place it upon an eternal chance 

I give you myself, it's all that I have 

Broken and frail, I'm clay in your hands 

An' I'm spinning unconcealed 

Dizzy on this wheel, for you my love 

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I give you myself, it's all that I have 

Broken and frail, I'm clay in your hands 

An' I'm spinning unconcealed 

Dizzy on this wheel, for you my love