Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice
In the church where her wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps
In a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
Father Mackenzie, writing the words to a sermon
That no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks
In the night when there's nobody there
What does he care ?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice
In the church where her wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps
In a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
Father Mackenzie, writing the words to a sermon
That no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks
In the night when there's nobody there
What does he care ?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
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