Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps
In a jar buy the door
Who is it for?

All lonely people
Where do they all come from?
What does he care?
All the lonely people
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
Where do they all belong?
Ah, book at all
The lonely people
Ah, book at all
The lonely people
Ah, book at all
The lonely people

Ah, look at all lonely people
... people
Ah, book at all
The lonely people
Ah, book at all
The lonely people
Ah, book at all
The lonely people

Ah, look at all
The lonely
Eleanor rigby
Died in the church
And was buried
along with her name
Nobody came
Father Mckenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands
As he walks from the grave
No one was saved
No one was saved
No one was saved
No one was saved