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 though the door
That 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 my room in a colourful way
And when my mind is wandering
There I will go 
One, two, one two three
Ba ba, one, two, one two, three
Ba ba, one, two, one two, stop
One two three four five
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 my hole where the rain gets in
And stop my mind from wandering
Where it will go
Where it will go
Where it will go
Where it will go 
Im fixing the hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering