crumb by crumb : rufus wainwright

maybe in you i'll believe, 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 crumb by crumb in this big black forest / maybe in you i'll believe, maybe i'll believe in you // suddenly i'm not myself, behind the façade is the lonely fountain head / suddenly you are the one who opens the gates to this unruly garden / come and let this man adore you / cos baby i got to get through crumb by crumb in this big black forest / maybe in you i'll believe, maybe i'll believe in you // suddenly you're not yourself, behind the façade is a lonely angel's stealth / suddenly i am the one who opens the gates to this now blooming garden / come and let this man adore, crumb by crumb in this big black forest / you i'll believe, crumb by crumb in this big black forest / ...