I'm like Thomas doubting Fingers routing the scars Of 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 re made by your cleansing again I give You myself It's all that I have Broken and frail I'm clay in Your hands And I'm spinning unconcealed Dizzy on this wheel For You my Love <♪> 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 And I'm spinning unconcealed Dizzy on this wheel For You my Love <♪> I give You myself It's all that I have Broken and frail I'm clay in Your hands And I'm spinning unconcealed Dizzy on this wheel For You my Love