All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong

Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name Nobody came

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people

All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong?

No one comes near

Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there

What does he care?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear

All the lonely people

Where do they all belong?

All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

All the lonely people

Where do they all come from?

Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door

Lives in a dream

Ah, look at all the lonely people