Mary Ellen Makes the Moment Count ​a-ha

Mary cries out, "For the love of God"
As she's walking out the laundromat
Down the street and it's the short way home
Feeling special 'cause she's so alone

But we know
The world's full of lonely people
And it shows
The world's full of lonely people

She shrugs her coat off and unlocks the door
Eats her dinner on the kitchen floor
Writes a poem and turns the radio on
Every singer sings the same old song

And it goes
"The world's full of lonely people"
And it shows
The world's full of lonely people

But when she wanted me to go
She just had to let it show
To bring me down
If she wanted me to leave
She just wore it on her sleeve
But at least I was around