Eleonor Rigby

Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in the 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
Do they belong

I look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people

Father McKenzie writing the words of 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
Do they belong

I look at all the lonely people
I look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came Father Mackenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands
As he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Do they belong

I look at all the lonely people
I look at all the lonely people
I look at all the lonely people
I look at all the lonely people
All the lonely people where do they all
Belong