Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been   Lives in a dream   Waits at the window, wearing a 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      Father McKenzie writing the words to 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?      Ah, look at all the lonely people   Ah, look at all the lonely people   Ah, look at all the lonely-   Ah, look at all the lonely-   Ah, look at all the lonely people   (x3)      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      All the lonely people   Where do they all come from?   All the lonely people   Where do they all belong?      Some of the loneliest people to ever belong   Some of the loneliest people to ever belong   Some of the loneliest people to ever belong