It's who we are  It's where we're going  And it's where we've been  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 I will throw myself off  In an effort to make it clear to who  What its like when your love shatters  Standing in the lurch in a church  Where people saying: "My God, that's tough  she's stood him up"  No point in us remaining  We might as well go home  As I did on my own  Alone again, naturally    To think that only yesterday  I was cheerful, bright and oh so gay  Looking forward to well wouldn't do  The role I was about to play  But as if to knock me down  My reality came around  And without so much, as a mere touch  Put me into little pieces  Leaving me to doubt  All 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? Do we even care?    It's who we are  It's where we're going  And it's where we've been    Now looking back over the years  And whatever else has occurred  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    It's who we are  It's where we're going  And it's where we've been