*
* * *
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 face that she keeps in a 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 ?
* * *
*
* * *
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 face that she keeps in a 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 ?
* * *
*
° C'est tellement triste . . .