I'm like Thomas doubting fingersrunning the scars Your wrists and sidetouching flesh will make my mind believe I want to be like David throwing his clothes to the windto dance a jig, in my skinto be re-made by your cleansing again
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I gave you myselfit's all that I havebroken and frailI'm clay in your handsand spinning I can see allis it only Israelfor you my love I want to be like David throwing his clothes to the windto dance a jig, in my skinto be re-made by your cleansing again
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