Im fixing a hole where the rain gets in And stops my mind from wandering Where it will go Im filling the cracks that ran through the door And kept my mind from wandering Where it will go And it really doesnt matter if Im wrong Im right Where I belong Im right Where I belong. See the people standing there who disagree and never win And wonder why they dont get in my door. Im painting the room in a colourful way And when my mind is wandering There I will go. And it really doesnt matter if Im wrong Im right Where I belong Im right Where I belong. Silly people run around they worry me And never ask me why they dont get past my door. Im taking the time for a number of things That werent important yesterday And I still go. Im fixing a hole where the rain gets in And stops my mind from wandering Where it will go.