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