Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the faceThat she keeps in a jar by the doorWho is it for?
All the lonely peopleWhere do they all come from?All the lonely peopleWhere do they all belong?
Father McKenzie, writing the wordsof a sermon that no one will hearNo one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socksIn the night when there's nobody thereWhat does he care?
All the lonely peopleWhere do they all come from?All the lonely people Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely peopleAh, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby, died in the churchAnd was buried along with her nameNobody came
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirtFrom his hands as he walks from the graveNo one was saved
All the lonely people(Ah, look at all the lonely people)Where do they all come from?All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)Where do they all belong?
Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the faceThat she keeps in a jar by the doorWho is it for?
All the lonely peopleWhere do they all come from?All the lonely peopleWhere do they all belong?
Father McKenzie, writing the wordsof a sermon that no one will hearNo one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socksIn the night when there's nobody thereWhat does he care?
All the lonely peopleWhere do they all come from?All the lonely people Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely peopleAh, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby, died in the churchAnd was buried along with her nameNobody came
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirtFrom his hands as he walks from the graveNo one was saved
All the lonely people(Ah, look at all the lonely people)Where do they all come from?All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)Where do they all belong?