Neighborhoods
Hanging by a thread
From the tree
Of this life
I've been spinning
Round and round and round
Inside my flesh cocoon
An old beat up Pinto
Might be what I drive for now
But I'll be driving a Cadillac soon
'Cause you know one day I will fly
To my mansion in the sky
And I'll have no regrets
When I leave this place
For good
When I say my last farewell
Oh, please don't forget to tell them
That I'm not really dead
I'm just changing neighborhoods
Living in this place
That is only temporary
I said that this old world
Is in the process of slipping away
Though I have such a future
I've got to be wary
That my bright tomorrow doesn't blind me
To what God has for me today
'Cause you know one day I will fly
To my mansion in the sky
And I'll have no regrets
When I leave this place
For good
When I say my last farewell
Oh, please don't forget to tell them
That I'm not really dead
I'm just changing neighborhoods
'Cause you know one day I will fly
To my mansion in the sky
And I'll have no regrets
When I leave this place
For good
When I say my last farewell
Oh, please don't forget to tell them
That I'm not really dead
I'm just changing neighborhoods
Autor(es): MICHAEL WEAVER, MICHAEL DAVID WEAVER