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 whomever
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 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 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?
Alone again, Naturally
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
and when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, Naturally
Alone again, Naturally
