Thursday, March 6

FIXING A HOLE
(Paul McCartney)

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 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...

1 comment:

Hans said...

Funny how I don't always pay attention to the lyrics of a song as much as how the song makes me feel, how it sounds. thanks for this. Paul was deeper than I realized.

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