I look at all the lonely people
I look at all the lonely people
El eanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dre am
Wa its 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 th ey all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do th ey all belong?
Fa ther McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near .
Lo ok at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he car e?
All the lonely people
Where do th ey all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do th ey all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely peo ple
Ah, look at all the lonely peo ple
El eanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody cam e
Fa ther McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was sav ed
All the lonely people
Where do th ey all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do th ey all belong?