Intro: 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. To 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 with people saying "My God that’s tough she 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 - who wouldn’t do. The role I was about to play And as if to knock me down. Reality came around And without so much as a mere touch. Threw 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 Bridge It seems to me that there are more hearts broken in the world Than can be mended. Left unattended What do we do? What do we do? Interlude: Looking back over the years. And whatever else appears I remember I cried when my father died. Never wishing to hide my 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. When she passed away. I cried and cried all day Alone again naturally. Alone again naturally