David Cook
David Cook - Eleanor Rigby lyrics
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Eleanor Rigby Picks up the rice in a church where the 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? Father McKenzie Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near, look at him working Wearing 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 people Ah, look at all the lonely people