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 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 a church
Where people saying
"My God, that's tough
She's stood him up
No point in us remaining
We may 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
But as if to knock me down
Reality came around
And without so much
As a mere touch
Cut me into little pieces
Leaving me in doubt
Talk about God and His mercy
Or if He really does exist
Why did He desert me
And 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 have cry 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
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again
Naturally