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 whoever What's it like when you're shattered Left standing in the lurch at a church Where peolple saying, "My God, that'sa tough" "He stood her 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 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 and His mercy Who if He really does exist Why does He desert me? In my hour of need I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally 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? Looking back over the years And whatever that appears I remember I cried when my father died Never wishing to hide the tears And at 65 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