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 well 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?
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Now looking back over the years, And what ever 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
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