Mary Ellen Makes the Moment Count

Mary cries out, «For the love of God»
As she’s walking out the laundromat
Down the street and it’s the short way home
Feeling special 'cause she’s so alone
But we know
The world’s full of lonely people
And it shows
The world’s full of lonely people
She shrugs her coat off and unlocks the door
Eats her dinner on the kitchen floor
Writes a poem and turns the radio on
Every singer sings the same old song
And it goes
«The world’s full of lonely people»
And it shows
The world’s full of lonely people
But when she wanted me to go
She just had to let it show
To bring me down
If she wanted me to leave
She just wore it on her sleeve
But at least I was around
But when she wanted me to go
She just had to let it show
To bring me down
If she wanted me to leave
She just wore it on her sleeve
At least I was around
Mary Ellen makes the moment count
As she’s looking through old photographs
Pictures taken from an early age
Faces look back at her from the page
And they say
The world’s full of lonely people
It’s okay
The world’s full of lonely people
It’s okay
The world’s full of lonely people
But when she wanted me to go
She just had to let it show
To bring me down
If she wanted me to leave
She just wore it on her sleeve
But at least I was around
I was around
I was around
I was around
Mary Ellen makes the moment count