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 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