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In a little while from now
If I'm not feeling any less sour
I promised 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 are saying
My God that's tough, she stood him up
No point in us remaining

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, but 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
All about God and His mercy
For 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 what ever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to have cried 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
In a little while from now   If I'm not feeling any less sour   I promised 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 are saying   My God that's tough, she stood him up   No point in us remaining      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, but 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   All about God and His mercy   For 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 what ever else that appears   I remember I cried when my father died   Never wishing to have cried 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