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?

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