In a little while from now, if I'm not feeling any less sour I promise myself to treat myself and visit a nearby tower And climbing to the top, to throw myself off In an effort to make it clear to who-ever what it's like when you're shattered Left standing in the lurch, at the church with people saying "My God, that's tough, she stood him up, No point in us remaining We may as well go home", like I did on my own Alone again, naturally To think that only yesterday, I was cheerful bright and gay Looking forward - wouldn't you? The role I was about to play And as if to knock me down, reality came around And without so much as a mere touch cut me into little pieces Leaving me to doubt, talk about God in his mercy Who if He really does exist why did He desert me In my hour of need, I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally It seems to me that there are more hearts broken in the world Than can be mended, Left unattended What would you do? What would you do? Looking back over the years and whatever else that appears I remember I cried when my father died, never wishing to hide the tears And at sixty-five years old, My mother, God rest her soul Couldn't understand why the only man she had ever loved had been taken Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken Despite encouragement from me no words were ever spoken When she passed away I cried and cried all day Alone again naturally Alone again... naturally
