the road

Aug 28, 2007 02:11

I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wondering
where it will go
I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door
and kept my mind from wondering
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
silly people standing there that disagree and never win
and wonder why they don't get in my door

I'm painting my room in a colorful way
and when my mind is wandering, there I will go

ooo ah ah, hey hey hey...
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 that 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
ooo ah ah
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wondering
where it will go
where it will go
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wondering

jenny is signing out.
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