Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away. Now it looks as though they’re here to stay. Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Help! I need somebody. Help! Not just anybody. Help! You know I need someone. When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never needed anybody’s help in any way. But now these days are gone, I’m not so self-assured. Now I find I’ve changed my mind and opened up the doors.

He’s a real nowhere man, sitting in his nowhere land, making all his nowhere plans for nobody. Doesn’t have a point of view, knows not where he’s going to. Isn’t he a bit like you and me? Nowhere man, please listen: you don’t know what you’re missing. Nowhere man, the world is at your command.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see. It’s getting hard to be someone, but it all works out. It doesn’t matter much to me. Let me take you down, ’cause I’m going to Strawberry Fields. Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about. Strawberry Fields forever.

Lady Madonna, children at your feet, wonder how you manage to make ends meet. Who finds the money when you pay the rent? Did you think that money was heaven-sent? Friday night arrives without a suitcase, Sunday morning creeping like a nun. Monday’s child has learned to tie his bootlace. See how they run!

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been, 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 come from? All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup. They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind, possessing and caressing me. Jai guru deva, om. Nothing’s gonna change my world. Nothing’s gonna change my world.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see. All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free.

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.