I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where will it go
I’m filling the cracks
That ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering
Where will it 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 my room in the 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

(Lennon-McCartney)

foto: lu horta “efeito rosa”