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's it like when you're shattered

Left standing in the lurch at a church

Where peolple saying, "My God, that'sa tough"

"He stood her 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 and His mercy

Who if He really does exist

Why does He desert me?

In my hour of need I truly am indeed

Alone again, naturally



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?



Looking back over the years

And whatever that appears

I remember I cried when my father died

Never wishing to hide the tears

And at 65 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