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

Standing at the top, will throw myself off

In an effort to make it clear to whoever

Just what it's like when you're shattered

Left standing in a lurch, in a church where 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 to, who wouldn't do, the words I was about to say

And 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, then why did He desert me

In my hour of need?

I truly am indeed

Alone again, naturally

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 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

When she passed away, I cried and cried all day

Alone again, alone, naturally