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 through 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 my room in a colourful way
And when my mind is wandering,
There it will go.
I'm taking my time for a number of things
That weren't important yesterday
And I still go.
(Lennon/McCartney)
© 1967 Northern Songs. All Rights Reserved.
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go.
I'm filling the cracks that ran through 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 my room in a colourful way
And when my mind is wandering,
There it will go.
I'm taking my time for a number of things
That weren't important yesterday
And I still go.
(Lennon/McCartney)
© 1967 Northern Songs. All Rights Reserved.
Dienstag, 23. Jan. 2007, 09:18 -
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