Maybe I'll believe in you
The future of my understanding of love
Many a time I've before
Before I've many a time
Knocked a stranger's door
Discretion hardly I'm known for
Probably has nothing to, nothing at all in the world to do with you
Just your lower lip on the floor

But baby I gotta get through
 [bad word] by [bad word] in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe
Maybe I'll believe in you

Suddenly I'm not myself
Behind the facade is a lonely fountain, here
Suddenly you are the one
Who opens the gates to this [bad word] garden [bad word] and let this man adore you

'Cause baby I got to get through
 [bad word] by [bad word] in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe
Maybe I'll believe in you

Suddenly you're not yourself
Behind the facade is a lonely angel, still
Suddenly I am the one who opens the gates to this now gloomy garden [bad word] and let this man go [bad word] by [bad word] in this big black forest
You I'll believe, [bad word] by [bad word] in this big black forest
You I'll believe, [bad word] by [bad word] in this big black forest...