Mary cries out: "for the love of God"    As she's walking out of the laundromat    Down the street and it's the short way home    Feeling special cause she's so alone       But we know    The world's full of lonely people    And it shows    The world's full of lonely people       She shrugs her coat off and unlocks the door    Eats her dinner on the kitchen floor    Writes a poem and turns the radio on    Every singer sings the same old song       And it goes:    The world's full of lonely people    And it shows    The world's full of lonely people       But when we she wanted me to go    She just had to let it show    To bring me down    If she wanted me to leave    She just wore it on her sleeve    But at least, I was around       But when we she wanted me to go    She just had to let it show    To bring me down    If she wanted me to leave    She just wore it on her sleeve    At least, I was around       Mary Ellen makes the moment count    As she's looking through old photographs    Pictures taken from an early age    Faces look back at her from the page    And they say       The world's full of lonely people    It's ok    The world's full of lonely people    It's ok    The world's full of lonely people       But when we she wanted me to go    She just had to let it show    To bring me down    If she wanted me to leave    She just wore it on her sleeve    But at least, I was around    I was around    I was around    I was around       Mary Ellen makes the moment count