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 whoever 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

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 and His mercy

Or 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