quinta-feira, agosto 28, 2008

Money can't buy me back the love that I had then

Sleepless, long nights
That's what my youth was for
Oh, teenage hopes
Arrive at your door
Left you with nothing,
But they want some more.
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?