Back To Believing

My brother, where are you now?

Little sister, did I let you down?

My lover, must I remain your clown?

I got up here angel

I can't get me down



And I tell you what it would take

Just to get me back to believing

You'd be down on your bended knees

Begging to be my bride once more

And I tell you what it would take

Just to stop this old heart from grieving

You'd be giving me everything

Four on the floor



Sweet La Brea over angel hair

(Well you cooled on me) darling don't let's go there

Well Atlanta with your eyes so bright

I climbed up here angel but it don't feel right



And I tell you what it would take

Just to get me back to believing

You'd be down on your bended knees

Begging to be my bride once more

And I tell you what it would take

Just to stop this old heart from grieving

You'd be giving me everything

Four on the floor