I didn't hear you leave. I wonder how am I still here. And I don't want to move a thing. It might change my memory. . Oh I am what I am. I do what I want. But I can't hide. . And I won't go.
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 fac