Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice
In the church where a wedding has been.
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window
Wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where they do they all belong?
Lyrics from the beautiful and thoughtful Beatles song "Eleanor Rigby"
Window (altered) and all other elements from Lorie Davison at Scrapbookgraphics (very old kit). Image is a Photoshop semi-transparent brush.