Fixing a Hole

And it really doesn't matter
Silly people run around

And kept my mind from wandering
Where I belong I'm right
Why they don't get past my door
Where I belong
If I'm wrong, I'm right

There I will go
See the people standing there
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
And I still go
And when my mind is wandering
That weren't important yesterday
And it really doesn't matter

Where it will go
Where I belong
I'm painting a room in a colorful way
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in

Where it will go
If I'm wrong, I'm right
Where it will go
Where I belong I'm right

Where it will go
I'm filling the cracks that ran though the door

And wonder why they don't get in my door
I'm taking the time for a number of things

And stops my mind from wandering
They worry me and never ask me
Who disagree and never win