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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
Will throw myself right off
In an effort to
Make it clear to whoever
What it's like when you're shattered
Left standing in the lurch
At a church
Where people saying
"My God it's tough
She's stood him up
No point in us remaining
We might as well go home"
As I did on my own
Alone again
Naturally
To think that only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to
Who wouldn't do
The role I was about to play
As if to knock my 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
That can't be mended
Left unattended
What do we do?
What do we do?
Now 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
