Fixing a Hole

I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in

And stops my mind from wandering

Where it will go

I'm filling the cracks that ran though the door

And kept my mind from wandering

Where it will go

And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong

I'm right where I belong

I'm right where I belong

See the people standing there

Who disagree and never win

And wonder why they don't get in my door

I'm painting the room in a colourful way

And when my mind is wandering

There I will go

And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong

I'm right where I belong

I'm right where I belong

Silly people run around

They worry me and never ask me

Why they don't get past my door

I'm taking the time for a number of things

That weren't important yesterday

And I still go

I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in

And stops my mind from wandering

Where it will go

Where it will go