Lyrics:
Ooh
Lord, dear Lord above, God almighty,
God of love, please look down and see my people through.
I believe that God put sun and moon up in
Ooh
Lord, dear Lord above, God almighty,
God of love, please look down and see my people through.
I believe that God put sun and moon up in
the rumours fly baby walk on by
Just let 'em talk let the people talk
Let the people talk just let 'em talk
Maybe baby won't you take my hand
(Let the people
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
I'm Eleanor Rigby, I picked up the rice
In the church where the weddin's had been, yeah
I'm Eleanor Rigby, I'm keepin' my face in a jar by the door
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
the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched
now, ooh, the humanity"
"Now, with the help and support of the woman I love."
"Urging the people to evacuate the city as Martians approach."
millions of people go by
(But they all disappear from view)
And I only have eyes for you
the Yorkshire Dales
Or cycling tours of the North of Wales
Unenvious of those flea bitten
On continental flings
A solitary life
A life of small horizons
Dull
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who sang a sort of Indian "Hi-de-ho"
To the people passin' by
The pinto spent
unusual sky
Not a sign of a cloud passing by
And if I want to sing, throw my heart in the ring
It's a most unusual day
There are people meeting people
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who sang a sort of Indian "hi-de-ho"
To the people passin' by
The pinto spent
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who sang a sort of Indian "Hi-de-ho"
To the people passin' by
The pinto spent
This is for all the lonely people
Thinkin' that life has passed us by
We won't give up until we drink from the silver cup
And ride that highway
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
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who sang a sort of Indian "hi-de-ho"
To the people passin' by
The pinto spent
Decisions made by the people and for the people
Decisions made by the people and for the people
Decisions made by the people and for the people
the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched
Come, Thou long expected Jesus
Born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel's strength
a question
"Woman, who may your good man be?"
Yes, I'm standing by trembling, people
People, my heart's laying in my hand
Oh, I'm standing by trembling,
a question
"Woman, who may your good man be?"
Yes, I'm standing by trembling, people
People, my heart's laying in my hand
Oh, I'm standing by trembling,
unusual sky
Not a sign of a cloud passing by
And if I want to sing, throw my heart in the ring
It's a most unusual day
There are people meeting people
twisting by the pool
Sitting in a small cafe now
Swing, swing, swingin' to the cabaret
You wanna see a movie, take in a show now
Meet new people
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